Текст песни никого не люблю - мороженое

a meter away from the mined metro, I stand with an unimpressive face like an ordinary passer-by, I look like a cold weapon in my hands, but not a knife but ice cream, listen, yes, I brought you to eat, catch a cold and die
you pretend that you don't remember me then you suddenly remember and even shift from one foot to the other the game on a C is everywhere fake and even broke to assume what will happen next in your eyes desire flares up, but not that I fry you, but the desire to send me in the ass and in the subway - not a foot! there is another transport going on what to go home there is not much difference such an open desire to leave as soon as possible that both laughter and sin answer the questions on duty with tongue twisters put your hand into the river Greek repeat "I have to go" like a spell you fiddle with a token as a talisman
but I remember that evening and on my own I start to flow I looked at your second-year party for nothing to do and now your darling is not nice to personal belongings in a common sink soaps hammered on courtesy a sense of proportion and tact anonymous put a class if he also did so aloud appreciated your fart but he and really excellent, you parried about the current attic and about a small penis and so absurdly again and so awkwardly I thought - at least armless and there was a maximum of hefty I don't remember how I ironed you out you said something about a meeting about dinner and I left right there
in a spinning head the obsessive sound of creaky springs of beds ice cream melts I remember the classics I say to you "here!" unexpectedly, you take the packaging, tear off carelessly and eat, cut it off "happily" did not have time to drop a gap through your lips - "there is a plum in the ass!" - the joke was gone, you went hastily, I lost sight of you, I fastened my windbreaker with all the rivets and wandered off to buy a half-liter
an hour later the subway was bombed
I am practicing without a good prophet and my third eye can only defecate and it is unlikely that it will see anything how I should be, what should I do if suddenly nothing comes of it, I will marry that fat one from your dreary party, we will make fools just like that for extras, the son will be nothing not going to obscene places will not be able to get rid of the tail by studying in the sharaga and will put me in front of the fact that Dad steers a pussy and I, out of habit, leafing through porn sites, I will stumble upon vidyashechki with chocks on the screensaver, I will see my daughter and without heaviness in my heart I will not look scrolling, maybe even jerk off a little and then like a gone I will laugh
and shaking the old stuff like a film, I suddenly remembered the subway and ice cream, oh my god, what am I doing ?????? maybe you eat this inexpensive dairy product on the way and die without leaving me a reason to wait for a new meeting my friend and it will be much easier to come to terms with the above scenario, or maybe you just catch a cold and suck other people's dicks less often to different humanities
you will call in a shrunken voice and say "hello, sasha, thank you friend for the strawberry cone!" caught a cold? - I'll ask. - dying, I hope? expecting that you will sip in response like fuck you go you answer - see you, maybe? i will answer you
- well!

I broke into a smile and the call on the mobile broke all the schemes in my head all the vectors all the coordinate axes I looked at the display
it's you

fucking

it's you

IT'S YOU!!!

... and dropped