God, why am I still alive? Chi, maybe he's been around for a long time? Stani all the women - Dead end. It’s crowded on the right and the left, Fear creeps in behind. Hey, now it’s clear - Collapse. Search horizontally I didn’t bring it to the exit. Everything that is now gone - Hanging. On the day when everything is possible The doors have a lock, Grow up in the hills Croc.
