Текст песни ТопорЪ - Истеричка

As always, we stood with you until night
As always, this was not enough,
As always, you fucked me with dumb chatter
Like, you are very tired.

Run away from me again
Favorite hysterical
And I'm to the sluts, again to the sluts
I'm coming. Out of habit.

And silence around, but not a soul around,
So what the fuck really is?
Inflate your nostrils and often - often breathe,
I’ll run away anyway.

Do not wait for me, perhaps
Fucking tantrum
And I'm to the sluts, again to the sluts
I'm coming. Out of habit.