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- Girls control me. I feel guilty
And my fucking brains look tilted
They like hounds begin to hate me
When their names in my mind fading
Is it really catastrophic
That I am attentionolic?
Girls, I hate you all so much
Now my soul is one big patch
I think you don’t know what’s like
When your critics fucking spikes
Transform me in RESHETO
I’m with holes, a bad photo
If I were a Santa Claus I’d
Rather press your lucky pause and
Fucked you all because I hate you
And you don’t have God. I made you
Why do they all say they’re in my
Team? And do they know what does that
Mean? And if I’m strong then why can’t
I resist these bitches? Are not
I so fucking stupid that I
Help them with their boyfriends. Read my
Lyrics, now you know
Speaking ‘bout bitches I’m not slow
You spoiled my life
You ruined my wishes
You are the seeds of evil
Music’s my wife
Music’s my HISHE(s)
Now you say I’m evil like devil
Burn in hell
Pre Avare ruzbu testuk lemu letkem
Nush te usle vdrag atu na pumagete
Yun azney esh tovzo rvelle netog de
Emel abo vele tva bo ell
Belingo retucci eskaradaza
Мусорная погода
Нам така не потрібна!
Вона на любов жадібна
Ми їй хочемо сподобатися
А вона нас хоче позбутися
Або
Нам така не потрібна!
Вона на любов жадібна
Вона хоче все і сразу
Вона зробить з нас заразу
Це була афірмація…
Спрацювало, але із запізненням…