Текст песни Анна Кулик - Передоз

And he was a drug for her
No name, prices and doses.
He knew that separation would take its toll
And injected her with double anesthesia
From words and touches, lip movements,
Spontaneous silent minutes ...
Sometimes he became so tenderly rude
That they will hardly understand her
All those who were not there. I didn't get used to it.
Didn't stroke my hair.
And so I did not miss his hands,
Habits ... and eyes.
Under the skin is memory. Like a chip.
Forget it - and discharge.
She has been silent for eight hours
How her dreams hurt ...
He smokes again on the floor
In response to a dumb question.
There is too much of it. She is already
Poisoned. Overdose.

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