bedstvo - одинокие мы
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Lonely people go to slaughter
Lonely we are lonely with you
We wrap us
In a torn blanket
Or maybe
We are no longer there
Or maybe
I didn't love you
Romantic moron
Drunk moron
Lonely people rush to the subway
Work, affairs, shops, drinking
We will hang the window so that we do not climb to us
These sun rays, cars and construction
Stupid lines I scream on micro
But what to do if I'm not like
I am always free, at least empty travel
A few words from you, and already on the approach
On the update and on the suction
Crosses and traffic lights
I miss my joy
I miss, I miss
Flights and crossings
But outside the windows everything is the same
Fled from each other
I cried myself with dry
I am so envious and so tortured
You are probably with someone else
You miss, suffer, and in general
Fuck you, with me or with him
Fuck you, and I'm choke
In odnushka under the attic
This smog and smell of summer
The smell of your spirits
Everything is always indifferent to me
But you are more indifferent to all
You are wretched, a little sweet
This is your hysterical laughter
Enjoyable brawls
Fucking with the first oncoming
You are Elena, and I am your Paris
Although rather, fucking, Eddina
Lonely people go to slaughter
Lonely we are lonely with you
We wrap us
In a torn blanket
Or maybe
We are no longer there
I'm gone, you are no longer
I'm gone, you are no longer
Or maybe we are no longer
Or maybe we have never been