ARINA S - Виновата сама
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It's minus thirty outside
I want to get drunk and angry
The last thing
I want is my mother
I told him so
Your hysterics in Monica
You have no conscience
Accuse me of meanness
All my feelings are like stripes
Painted on canvas
Without you

You wanted a lot
I'll draw you
They say
Everyone for themselves
You wanted a lot
Don't draw me
They say
It's my own fault

A-a-a
It's my own fault
A-a-a
It's my own fault

Loneliness in love
It prevents me from giving up
The old train is behind
To the last station

Yellow lights were falling from the sky
It hurt so much
That the fire inside
Mom says
We are not on the same path
I am drawing life
To be happy

You wanted a lot
I'll draw you
They say
Everyone for themselves
You wanted a lot
Don't draw me
They they say
It's my own fault

You wanted a lot
I'll draw you
They say
Every man for himself
You wanted a lot
Don't draw me
They say
It's my own fault

A-a-a
It's my own fault

A-a-a
It's my own fault