Die, male brute
die from shame
While I'm still packing my things
You are on your way to another girl
I was not born for smth like that
God has bigger plans for me
I sold my cheeks to you
and didn't go anywhere
And for all my sincerity
what did I get in return?
Ref.
You've always been an animal
to everyone a bit, especially for me
You've always been so self-sufficient
to wipe your tears