Текст песни Spoontamer - Проститутка Олег

Horrible day
He has come back
In my soul again
Blood bubbled

I met her
We come to it
She drove me crazy
We harness the horses

But what's wrong
I am not myself
In something very solid
He rested his hand.

Oleg Prostitute
Oh, how I could
The love of my life to it
Or best friend.

Cheating fate
Or a gift of heaven
Orientation is no longer
I was lured by a demon.

Oleg Prostitute
My new question
Men's boyfriend forever
Or swotting the drain

My poor brain
He was too vulnerable
And like a man in a dress
But I want to be with him

I hate myself
For perverted impulse
But the strength of the feeling of victory
Wave covered

Oleg Prostitute
Sexy strategist
Parents do not understand
Now we are together forever