Текст песни Hann - Я не знаю, кому верить

who to believe when a party or work associates
when you know from the childhood and the money at the moment to quarrel
when due to a blunt bitch fuck friendship crumbles
who needs you but yourself yeah tell

like smiling but his eyes instantly issue
it is important as a piece of meatier but not with anyone
Again, she innocently asks you how are you
I would say & quot; normal & quot; but it is better to remain silent

I believe the love I appreciated until
pohuizm is not changed sincerity & quot; what else? & quot;
And she does not appreciate my smile for all her
my sacrifice is so boring

the main thing that - not so boring and neoodnoobrazno
monotonous only are you whims and fantasies
I changed from a skin climbed to do better
Clowns pohuist is now in vogue listen

who to believe when the distance is killing friendship
Posts certainly cool but modern need
ask yourself that in the 3 years
meet and just carry to a person with care

oo brother friends are not those with whom constantly beer
no seeds in the courts and who will help the so-
someone you do not care about you and your wallet in your pocket
& quot; unfortunately there are very few left next to & quot;

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if you do then you have eaten 2 different output
if you love it ate only one apparently
I ask me spit I do not know who to believe
like ... but not in this world

someone to talk to so simple heart to heart
whether this is what love you
I promise my food, and I'm fed up
rather than choke forget our past
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oh. what I once told the truth?
Is that why you suddenly stopped responding
I laughed like so I turned Fool
but the button is broken. this is not the real me

I really want to believe you understand Cach
but not at the level of that tomorrow will call
how strange if you remember how many people
flash and jump into life. but past the door

confidence. Again, this is good-natured eptvayu
someone trump card in hand and someone will strangle
cool understood that and did not give up for nothing
but the bright moments in a number of pleasant memories

I sit down at her piano and it caresses my ear
angelically as a conversation with you. Now all will not go
I will play and remember what I have
and you prisnishmya the morning. Lyublyukatinske in rain