I don't believe you, baby,
My faith is like a wind.
I'll tell you truth, or maybe,
I'll tell sweet lie you need.
Don't trust me, I'll be waiting.
Don't touch me, I'll be mad.
Don't kill me, I'll be awaking.
Don't leave me, I'll be dead.
The world is full of idiots,
Who just evoke a smile.
To turn away - it's dangerous,
I'll do it for a while.
I want to tell you everything
And nothing of a kind.
To be your friend - it's difficult,
It never crossed my mind.
To K
© Copyright: Дружок, 2006
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