Текст песни Tatiana Tselykh - скучания

Boredom has the property of ending
Or flare up with new force, burning all your organs,
forcing to throw on walls from hopelessness
Let's not miss each other anymore
write empty emotional messages
jealous of each other and throw into the arms of others
Let's send each other to hell
and we will never see each other again.
Let's not oblige each other to do anything else
We will pray so as not to see each other.
You're already somewhere in the liver area
I got it, the infection.
You can touch, no you can’t.
You have no right. This is not an otmaza.
It is a fact. You're nobody to me anymore
Roll ka you understand in yourself
If you think about it at all
This is not a snot, this is not a cry from the soul, not tears
This is an insult from your stupidity
From your threat
You never have to wait. Understand people
If he needs you, he will immediately take your hand
Without any foreplay
Without SMS for six months in contact and one-hour walks in the park
Without "I could not come, honey, I'm sorry"
If I wanted to, I would have rushed at least on the tank
Leave. And do not regret your decision
You will still be happy
Instead of this torment