шумные и угрожающие выходки - Ветка
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Hitchhiking without a power bank
Sporty Canadian
Fed up
Sleeping near Kazan
On the bypass road
A break in an attempt to run
On the mattress
Sweating and can't finish
The only one
Under his disgusting beard
My bags under me
Covered by a jacket
All around is fog
You won't catch a ride
You'll die sooner
And it might even be better this way
On this stretch of suffering and fear
In the morning: a pill soaked in saliva
The day begins, a lump in the throat
Where are you, my favorite branch?
Who lay down between your legs?
I drank away my salary in a week in Omsk
In the bar closest to your work
Who will compensate me for the loss? Who will grab
By the scruff of the neck? There is neither you nor fifty thousand rubles
We never met.
And it's better this way
Well, if you saw me, you'd quickly run away
How shameful of you
You used to be, bitch
It would be better if you died,
Than to live as a shameless liar
With this stuffy asshole with no taste
I don't even know where to get cats
And Brazilian flags
Are you serious, bitch, is this any better?
What the hell are you doing there?
What the hell am I doing here? Look, I love you

But you still don't melt
You don't melt, don't melt
You don't melt
From memory
You don't fly away
You don't hide
You don't dissolve
You don't melt from memory
But you still don't melt
You don't melt, don't melt
From memory
You don't fly away
You don't hide
You don't die
And you don't smile at the camera

What do you want here
I didn't even know
That I could love like that
That I could love at all
That I could at least imagine love
Here it is
Three months and goodbye
With troubles in half
We spent the winter and everything later
From your birthday
Before the start of treatment

I'm in an empty apartment
I have a knife
I have a knife
I took myself hostage
If you don't give me money and a little love
In the form of tender skin
Her thin, glorious legs
I won't wait any longer
It's too difficult
It's too difficult
I have a knife
In an hour
In front of the indifferent well-fed cats
I will start one by one
Killing the hostages

And you still don't melt
You don't melt, don't melt
From memory
You don't fly away
You don't hide
You don't dissolve
You don't melt from memory
You still don't melt
You don't melt, don't melt, don't melt
From memory
You don't fly away
You don't hide
You don't die
And you don't smile at me into the camera

May you die