Текст песни proЭкт Ы - фантазёр MORF 44 года

am f e # e

dm am e a7
I invented everything myself
about wife and children
about hookah and business
I just wanted to get promoted

I honestly wanted
jokingly tell everything
what would it be funny to you
didn't trust me
into my soulful story

but you got it all wrong
they shot me because of this story
feeding I opened up to you
and then they trampled me

and let you fuck me a hundred times
I can handle it all
I'm a serious man
I will forgive you

you showered me with your dick
paparazzi fucked
where i won't come
pictures everywhere already

i'm changing conf
every day every time
but hide from you
I'm going crazy again
from addictions of mind

you will find me
where am i hiding
PPC Pathfinders
Well, at this hour I'll take it out on you

even if I'm drunk in shit
but I shout all the same
even though nephews sleep
I'll show you now
trolling skype ind clap

unworthy you
what to spend on you
your vocabulary
I'll screw up
and I'll go to sleep