Lyrics ДжиДжей и Оленька - Вика Тян и Макс Котов

-Hey, are you coming?
"Now, I'll call you, let's go!"
{Whistles}
-Hello?!
-Where are you?
-I returned to the past! Forget about me....
{Broad beep}

I'm with a clouded mind, I'm going somewhere unhurried!
You're back to a past life ... Why do not I understand!
How much time did I try to wean you from the dose,
Remembering vaguely scandals, screams, tears.

Then you got used to it! Life has become normal!
I was a good student at school. At home, the daughter is excellent.
Together we would be happy, but it did not become.
I changed the spoon for cocaine!

It is better for me to be alone,
Meet with me do not look.
We do not have to be alone,
Do not call me again.
I'm confused myself,
This is not your fault
It can be seen that fate!
I'm different, I'm sorry ...

And why is it so desirable to find you, to return you?
And with sadness I understand, you chose your own way!
In my head turns: "Cursed drug!"
I hope you understand me, you betrayed.
Yes, it's a shame to me, you do not want to just live like everyone else!
But why? You only have a wind in your head ...
Asking myself questions, I can not find the answers
In the teeth smolder cigarettes, call, tell me where you are.
I called your parents, I was not at home for three days.
And all friends and friends shake their shoulders,
I went into the yard, there a lot of people gathered!
I come to the boys to find out what happened.
Crying around us, speedy
"Let's go talk," the drugan tells me. -
"Sit down and calm down, you will not help here with tears
Overdose, it's no longer with us ... "

It is better for me to be alone,
Meet with me do not look.
We do not have to be with you,
Do not call me again.
I'm confused myself,
This is not your fault
It can be seen that fate!
I'm different, I'm sorry ...

After her death, he became, like himself not his own
I did not come home for two or three days!
District police in the yard to us
Asked about him. What did he do?
I resorted somehow to the district, lent money to everyone
All the gold things laid in the pawnshop!
"I went to the guy's roof!" shouted everyone in the district!
Somehow, by chance, we heard rumors,
That he had just pushed a bullet to the seller,
Who sold his girlfriend drugs ...
Behind him began to chase the police, the fraternity
And everyone was worried - he would have lived till morning!
And in the morning I would leave, because we collected money ...
But the dead were found in a ravine - we were late ...
A lot of time will pass, the boys will not forget
As a dose of cocaine killed two fates ...

It is better for me to be alone,
Meet with me do not look.
We do not have to be with you,
Do not call me again!
I'm confused myself
This is not your fault!
It can be seen that fate!
I'm different, I'm sorry ...

It is better for me to be alone ...
Meet with me do not look ...
We can not be with you anymore ..
Do not call me again.