Текст песни Билет 33 - О френдзоне

Your friend growing up,
You just cry.
He was a child.
You were an adult.

Now, however, everything changed.

What it was true monotone sounds.
Prayer has been sounded sarcastic.
Are you serious with him - he'll trolls.
Oh, where's your innocence?

But you promised him
The jump in the ghostly house.
You did not say goodbye.
Here is the result: you're in a coma.

It is more fortunate that living.
The soul of your firm, you're young.
It is fortunate that the needles fall
The branches are dry, you broke them.

Now you are at the entrance, at the hospital
You sit and talk with branches
How difficult it, handsome.
In general, today you zabuhal ...