Текст песни Дявол - Сука

Every night I will fly alone
Well, dick with him, I will not win.
I deeply shit on your research
Yes, I'm not even ideal that about injury.
So that you sprinkled such a sad face,
As if you, bitch, I don't care on me.
Turn and look right in the eye,
And say that you leave me,
I perceived this as a cold heart,
As if I previously knew what the door would be closed.
But how do you see fuck
And I move on,
ETO After all, you, bitch, liked to wear false