Текст песни Юхым - Любовь хуета

Love Huet
Who the fuck invented that time heals wounds?
Nihuya it does not cure, only cripples the heart
And if your soul longing for the past, forget
Make music loudly read out something else
Do not kid yourself, there is always a way out
To cope with the problems will help us to text
One buhnet, in another window, so there is always
Argue I-love is not Huet!
Rarely see each other scandals, cries, sent to dick
But at first all seemed so bitching
All the time were together, gave flowers, gifts
Hours hugging on a park bench
But in the past.
Let him fuck you now
Well, you fuck his brains out, you bitch, both clowns
And your proschyay for me now the empty word
Time passed and I forgot you.