Четыре Сыра - Катя
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There is not enough strength for excuses
About where I was last night
Let's not tear everything to shreds
I send your fucking friends to hell
This is the last stage
All the dishes in the house are broken
A cloud of claims is inflated
There is no living place on me from nails
You are so tender and so jealous
But I will read between the lines
Among all the qualities, the leitmotif
Sounds like a single vice

And I am sure, Katya
You are not adequate
I beg you - enough
There are wounds from you on my body
As a result
None of this will work
You are not adequate
Please, come to your senses

But reconciliation, like a miracle
Surely we will have
And this night passion will flare up
Your head is full of depraved ideas
And your gaze will flare up again
I am aware of this eyeliner
In my hands a rope, a gag and a whip
And I ended up tied up, and you became ruder
Excited and lustful
I was shocked by the situation
I hope I will survive
Your next quirk

And I am sure, Katya
You are not adequate
I beg you - enough
There are wounds from you on my body
As a result
All this will not work
You are not adequate
Please, come to your senses