Mom - I'm talking frankly to you
Mom - his hands are all covered in tattoos.
Mom - it's my drama, not lying at all
Mom - remember, you always told me
To believe in dreams after
Partings, I forgave adultery, I was saying goodbye.
It's just that he also likes smoke
And it's so easy with him
Like with no one else.
So simple, everything is simple.
He also likes smoke
And it's so easy with him
Like with no one else.
So easy, everything is simple.
Everything is simple, so simple, everything is simple.
It's simple, so simple.
Mom - I fall asleep early in the morning
In this city without fire, it's strange
People drink alcohol after working out
And I'm at the airports, in letters
Where I mind my own business
Thoughts are rhymed in my head.
I and he, we're independent, we don't bother with
Thinking why we're good together
It's just that he also likes smoke
And it's so easy with him
Like with no one else.
So simple, everything is simple.
He also likes smoke
And it's so easy with him
Like with no one else.
So simple, everything is simple.
Everything is simple, so simple, everything is simple.
It's simple, so simple.