Текст песни завтра брошу - магазин

Here I am a moron, so I'm a moron
You and we climbed into a blank store.
Here I am a moron, so I'm a moron
Empty winds and cash registers, empty store

You won't get fucking, I did not take you anything
You will be alone on my birthday
I was folly accepted by OMON.

Gifts and things (x3)

That is not a holiday, then I surprise you, the bitch is more than nothing
You need Lacosteo and Super - Correct the model.
You suggested me that you love me, I have the first
Every day you fuck my brains
That now I am, I'm leaving you on your birthday
Bitch, sorry.

You won't get fucking, I did not take you anything
You will be alone on my birthday
I was folly accepted by OMON.

I will be alone, I will alone, I'll be alone.
Among the boots, drugs and whores.