Текст песни KERAMIK - ЛЮБОВНАЯ УБИЙЦА

What kind of anxiety is that for anxiety tell me
This is not a reason to put me in place of profit,
While we are alive, for three years I would have come so much,
Before pain understand - that your feelings are false

Do you know pain as? But we put a performance,
Where we flew to you, Favorite ... That's something like that ...
Do you hide your feelings somewhere?
I dreamed of pressing you to myself under the warm blanket ...

I told myself no need not necessary,
But she is the most the most
That never appreciated, you let me shoot,
I will call you after the "Love Killer"

I last call you Kisa,
Then overflow a bunch of correspondence,
I will try to find the meaning of what was wrong
Need to finish a fucking performance