All these little chats: -
How are you doing, Yesterday, say, nice weather it was,
And new president loves sambo,
They said on telly - price of light will go up.
And I will not have my birthday party!
I am fucking sick of everything! Motherfucker, fucking, bitch!
I am fucking sick of everything!
With a song about lucky bride
They have been brainwashing me about two hundred times
And also some Zemfira
Fucks my mind day and night.
And I will not have my birthday party!
I am fucking sick of everything! Motherfucker, fucking, bitch!