Текст песни Cheshires - Лучше Всех

Read me a fairy tale
The third day, you just can't fall asleep.
Eyes won't break on my phone
And tomorrow you will not be returned.
He takes and throws me into his arms
In the middle of a foggy day
I'm the best
But worse than you ...

And the wind will cry, fall into frost,
Will whisper my song to the ground.
You can't get half-tones on the picture,
To hang you on the wall
And there is a lump in my throat, paints dry
There will be no affection for me at all
Aya is the best
But worse than you ...