Lyrics Мумий троль - Сиамские сердца ИКРА

Probably breaks up
Siamese Hearts
The city is waiting for something
Waiting for revenge nervously
Tucking my legs rolling my eyes
I get up sadly
I get up sadly
Morning ashtray from yesterday's table
I still have the key
It's not from my apartment
Yes you are also, however, not mine
So this is your problem.
Yours she's mine is not mine
Stop
Bodies
And so sad and goodbye
Lips and eyelashes and did not stick together yesterday
And on the asphalt walk gently barefooted
And suddenly you hug the wires
So this is your problem.
Yours she's mine is not mine
Stop
Cases