We are friends with her on the lips, I tie the hands of this lally
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So as not to interfere with getting drunk on the bed, in the kitchen, or in the bath
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I close my lips with a kiss
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To not scream again that I'm leaving, leaving one
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There is little furniture in the apartment, we slept on the floor
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And they danced like at a ball
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I so want to leave, and you undress
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Bitches hear my tracks but don't hear my heart
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And never tell the truth
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These guys all fall in love with the ones they've already fucked
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But only I know why we are together
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You need someone to break hearts, and I wrote songs about it
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I am the rudest writer of all poetry
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What did you read before going to bed, lighting a cigarette
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Again whiskey and muzlo, rings, girls who are alien to everything
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Except the desire to get fucked faster
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Solid parties, because everyone knows
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What youth forgives is what we all do
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And how much do you need to be happier than me brains,
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And better - as much as I need so as not to jump out of the windows
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Bitch
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We are friends with her on the lips
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I don't give a fuck what bow you are
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We are friends with her on the lips
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Take your girlfriend away
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After all, we are friends with her on the lips
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We will destroy ourselves
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We are friends with you on the lips
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And we are friends as if we love
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We are friends as if we love
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We're friends like we love
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We're friends like we love
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We are friends as if we love each other
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We are friends as if we love
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We are friends as if we love
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We are friends as if we love
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We are friends as if we love each other
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We are friends as if we love |