Чурдаль - Пусто так
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Until she appreciates me, I won't give her a cent
There's a recipe list for my love
Try to touch at least one receptor
And we stupidly go to dinner downtown
There's no point in denying it, it smells so delicious
She's at the art club on Fridays
But she doesn't get it, how artificial it is
I fall into a bush, because I'm empty
So empty, so empty, so empty, so empty
So empty, so empty, so empty, so empty, a trifle
She, she says, puts tracks on repeat
Yes, and yes, and her ass beats so beautifully to the beat
She, she's a Barbie, she's a child of Barvikha
I spin again and poems are born
She says, puts tracks on repeat
Yes, and yes, and her ass beats so beautifully to the beat
She, she's a Barbie, she's a child of Barvikha
I spin again and poems are born
I look inside, well, if you're a beast
I won't I won't go there
They won't even fit me in there
In your huge estate
Aaa so much unnecessary
I ask the noise to become a little quieter, yes
She won't hear me anyway
No
After all, there's emptiness inside
So empty, so empty, so empty, so empty
So empty, so empty, so empty, so empty, a trifle
She, she says, puts the tracks on repeat
Yes and yes and her ass beats so beautifully to the beat
She, she is a Barbie, she is a child of Barvikha
I spin again and poems are born

She says, puts the tracks on repeat
Yes and yes and her ass beats so beautifully to the beat
She, she is a Barbie, she is a child of Barvikha
I spin again and poems are born

It's too empty there
There's too, too, too empty
So, too empty