Текст песни маша шеридан - Бестолочь моя

muddle my
no reason to get mad, do not Brawler
I want to lie down and sleep for your swearing
besperech not looming
muddle my
No, I'm not infected your hydrophobia
why are you teasing me?

how many gray hairs I have, how many bruises
whether we are home with you, or what?
like, we decided to hush up the dispute peacefully

Soon you will not see again the coasts
but to dissolve the hands, this is - too much
do not bring to the martial arts

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all taught me forgot himself
late, do not drive, I'm too attached
it is time to bury the hatchet

let others say "it - is not love"
know that such a calling like
deep down you are very kind

enough to rant about the dangers and benefits
I will not leave, so take it easy
if you want to, even, sorry