ZippO - 14.Не давай ему руки - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

You do not let me finish, give the beeps to my ears, and I am dulled without a hat without a single chance, for the desire to forgive me everything grabbing, my nerves became very shaky in messages love, give me my hand I want to squeeze it, but got scared, again I ran away coldly from winter, just an extinguished fire x*Lee, a cat, that you have a tail and clenched love ruthless, looked at my heart, it all froze and clenched, I do not want to wear it, do not refuse me, do not offend me Please shook my hands, from your 3 words, but they left inside the deep holes already found someone, here G*Ndon was lucky, but soon you will send him to X*pits (x2): No, believe him, I do not ask him, not Give him your hands do not give your lips to forget my butterfly, why are you opening the doors in front of him? Hugs, kisses, heads off her head: I haven’t yet had such as you, but you are with another, and on me to click on the restart, I left me, they say, like not to fit you, you are unlikely to be in place now you are smiling now, but I don’t have a couple It’s fun so for*Bali these songs, so honestly you were so close, straight to get up with others hardly, I somehow like noise, I’m here without a chance to shit*from all these thoughts, don’t bother you, what is going on in my head, you remember that summer, then you are in the summer Did you joke back with another? What a sediment, there is such a p*building you chose your own path, well, good luck, you just don’t cry now, the pain will take time to love not to believe, transparently the sky you lie down the nerves of the chorus (x2): no, believe it, do not come to him Do not give your hands your lips to forget my butterfly, why are you opening the doors in front of him? Hugs, kisses, his head is fooling around: you probably would like to know how I will soon have a son and in the head is not in order in the morning work, and in the evening again on the bits so that you know, Bl*I live up until tomorrow you fall asleep under his Bla-blah blah of love there is only my tuk-tuk, after you ... In our eyes there was a spark, now the burns in them are sorry if the love of the book is long on the book shelf and so already a day, I cover me out of myself Problems, and I throw on the micro now only smoke from tobacco is my interlocutor that I have left feelings for these days all the days of catching beeps from subscribers in the name of my favorite feeling on the rails under the wheels of the locomotive under the hundreds of your smiles are you hidden a question mark will you love? Or, as soon as everyone was supplied to X*pits, the chorus (x2) was sent: Believe him, do not give him his hands, do not give your lips to forget my butterfly, why are you opening the doors in front of him? Hugs, kisses, his head is fooling around: if I say that I did not write about you, then in a*we in a place in a dream, when it is blown in reality, but you will always find someone more important than I am from this thought in the war, in mine I don’t understand the head of the teacher that the music is happening around, they don’t bring fruits around them, as if this is infertility, everything is fine, it should be abnormally, I am abnormally, but that you are my iron nerves, but you were the first, it was the first, it was the first. And the first who froze me a sick, I would be a doctor, well, what can we start with you again? Yes, to the edge of the fucked, oh, as before at the bottom of the glasses, somewhere I will find you again, there you are still dressed there while you are with me, well, okay, I don’t want anything and I don’t look for you in every chorus (x2 ): No, believe him, do not give his hands to him, do not give your lips to forget my butterfly, why are you opening the doors in front of him? Hugs, kisses, head