Guilty pleasure συνέχειας.
δεν έχω αποφασίσει αν είναι guilty pleasure αυτός ο δίσκος
tora pou mas piran prefa apo to rocking den uparxei logos na krivomaste
to akouw me kanei kalitero an8ropo kai mou vgazei auth thn gluka pou 8eloun oi gunaikes ston patera twn paidiwn tous
Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker.
exeis dikio prepei na to ala3w kai na valw kati pou antiprosopevei pio polu ton torino orimo kai gluko coloubra
Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker.
Remembrance of Things Past
I swarm deserted away, like glass...
Warm, and as fevers,
I am as flame.
I am death...
For I, I weave our blasphemies...
Wicthes painted me,
Like the mysteries created me...
Like where the poets breathe,
I were woven into blasphemies.
o orismos tou thread
kai exei kai clip gemato hipsters
Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker.
mporite na to klidosete
oi stixoi periexoun kai thn le3h 8arrw... i rest my case
Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker.