Текст песни Nastra - Я типа гордый

how to quench the pain of this tart ,
unclench their fists anger is specific .
sorry that now is not yours , love unrequited ,
Forget talking now will rarely (2 p . )

Now some time we stupidly home
we will ask for something from mobile phones
often think and flinch at every call
called girlfriend, mom , anyone but I do not
I too will wait and think you will write
will miss , but somehow superfluous to write
I Tipo proud, but you strike my records
quarrel , make peace and re
again pass by your window you look light
you need to know today will be home or not
reviewing the cards, do not understand jokes
jealous and miss every minute
say time heals all wounds , but I 'm not going to call
the soul is not pure today I am drunk again

how to quench the pain of this tart ,
unclench their fists anger is specific .
sorry that now is not yours , love unrequited ,
Forget talking now will rarely (2 p . )