Lomepal - Malaise Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

Uncomfortable

[Intro]
A man has no name
 
[Chorus]
In hell only beautiful women, I can't handle the symptoms well
Head heats like an oven, cousin, it's hard to think
Temptation becomes harmful, I have hurt my holy palm
Balls as big as a fugu, how hard it is to think
Ayaya, ayaya, everything in the dick, I don't have blood in my head anymore
Ayaya, ayaya, that's for sure, I'm going to feel uncomfortable
Ayaya, ayaya, everything in the tail, I don't have blood in my head anymore
Ayaya, ayaya, that's for sure, I'm going to feel uncomfortable
 
[Verse 1]
In the morning I hear 'Palpal', I'm not the most handsome, I don't get carried away
Butt radar made of investigation, my excitement becomes palpable
I'm not a homebody, I can't change, I have to get my thing out of the pant
The phone rings when I'm in the shower, it's about a drink at a brother's house
I'm still asking if there's any chick, it's pitiful, like I'm still seventeen
Buddy, that's nice, you tell me about your week, but tell me behind you, who's this darling?
I want to know everything, I have a problem, the list will never be too full
There are new arrivals every day and it's not my fault that I live in a big town
I have a letter in my pants to mail but there are too many urns (Too many urns)
I feel sorry for myself, I looks like a preventive ad for hard drugs
I'm losing my mind and struggling to regain calm, there are whispering lips in my head
 
[Chorus]
In hell only beautiful women, I can't handle the symptoms well
Head heats like an oven, cousin, it's hard to think
Temptation becomes harmful, I have hurt my holy palm
Balls as big as a fugu, how hard it is to think
Ayaya, ayaya, everything in the dick, I don't have blood in my head anymore
Ayaya, ayaya, that's for sure, I'm going to feel uncomfortable
Ayaya, ayaya, everything in the tail, I don't have blood in my head anymore
Ayaya, ayaya, that's for sure, I'm going to feel uncomfortable
 
[Verse 2]
Girls, it's my job, it's not a vacation, it's the first time I've been to this bar
But I can shine on the track in a hurry, even if the others don't dance, my skills speak for themselves
I live with my mother, I don't have five rooms, but I'm smart, I have techniques
And if she has a nice pair of organic breasts, we'll be in symbiosis
We did 'chin-tchin' in party, then I found myself in her room
She play Billie Jean again and again, she took my lychees in her mouth
Well, I washed them, nothing to complain about, we're still better than in the closet
We'll fuck on a four-seater, stick as hard as a Kapla
Hey, I'm possessed, my alcoholism lives in me
I have a lot of libido I don't have free will
Romantic, I said I can read your eyes, ah I hope you can read my *biiip*
Violent sex without bruises, sex covered like an Eskimo
Don't let me give in to her ass, even if it looks like marshmallow
 
[Chorus]
In hell only beautiful women, I can't handle the symptoms well
Head heats like an oven, cousin, it's hard to think
Temptation becomes harmful, I have hurt my holy palm
Balls as big as a fugu, how hard it is to think
Ayaya, ayaya, everything in the dick, I don't have blood in my head anymore
Ayaya, ayaya, that's for sure, I'm going to feel uncomfortable
Ayaya, ayaya, everything in the tail, I don't have blood in my head anymore
Ayaya, ayaya, that's for sure, I'm going to feel uncomfortable
 


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