Текст песни 03.Фрокс - Пламенный привет

I beg you wake up, and lift up the phone
each ordinary smoke gently, gently shouted into the microphone
the truth is that I drank a lot, because you do not have
you're just a whore but it's heartfelt greetings

I beg you wake up, and lift up the phone
each ordinary smoke gently, gently shouted into the microphone
the truth is that I drank a lot, because you do not have
you're just a whore but it's heartfelt greetings

You sat on the windowsill, and the blue smoke winston
I while three days each ordinary three hundred
drifts hugging the body, you were not in the subject
you love addict and was lying in bed with him

I remember the weeks propodaet me past
as depicted by this damn stupid picture
as the web of braided, and lit plamenm
I did not want to write it, but made the breasts

everything changed, fell into place
I write a text, it ends up to you on the mouth
empty in the chest, our paths diverged
You want to love a bitch? better vebi chest