* * * I was aways loved you seeking for the answer all the way that distructs you in the way of chsing I felt I always ran in the sicknes nature and I told you I'm not and you told I hate you I live one day like the last and i'm falling down in the days of past but i always waned you to chase me tell me you love me forgive me for being asshole * * * Tell me, you love me, I'm standind behiend... Forcing to hate you, I'm begging stop...
[Фридрих Фейерман]:
* * * I remember myself in March about the "great" new's; you left me, bitch... Fuck you!... I hate you! With broken dream's in heart, alone on street's of death, my friend's - drink's and drug's, smoke and crystal meth... Give me your hand, or leave me in Hell... Even after all I was able to believe in myself. Just understand that now, your way - inside my soul... The choice - is your's, i'm all your's, you may decide. This song is present for you, i fucking love you, i'm crazy! Remember, how you like to fuck with me, i'll fuck you, my ledy! And may the words of this song paints a smile on your face, and guide you, my baby, follow my style - in space. Kiss me with all the passion, and hold on tight, as for the metro-station, in the cold night... Just understand that now, your way - inside my soul... The choice - is your's, i'm all your's, you may decide. This song - is present for you... * * *