Текст песни The Outskirts - Zlata's Phone

Don't you ever call onto Zlata's phone
Maybe it's just me or because of me
But she never picks it up

Maybe she can't hear it 'cause
Of the friends at her home
Or maybe she's just too sick
Of forever being alone

Of course there's another day
There's another life
To ever catch a reply
There's another second
There's another recon
Of her Bye-bye-byeis

Of course another day
There's another life
To ever catch a reply
And in another life
I will surely not survive
And I will die

But she won't care!
No, no she won't care at all...

Zlata is always tired of her artistic life
But I also think that she's happy all the while
Of her la-la-life
She probably don't think that
'Cause of her sad attacks
But her boy helps her a lot
He's the best that she ever got

Of course there's another day
There's another life
To ever catch a reply
There's another second
There's another recon
Of her Bye-bye-byeis

Of course there's another day
There's another life
Of Zlata's reply
And in another life
I will surely not survive
And I will for real die die

But Zlata won't care
Zlata won't care
She won't care
No, no, no,no she won't care at all...ah

She, she, she won't care