Текст песни T-Fest - Окно

[Chorus]:
I was ready to jump through the back window
Not to hear all the talk about love.
I was ready with bullets right in my temple,
In order not to hear what you are telling me now:

Conversations about love; Oh; Oh; Oh. Oh;
Conversations about love; Oh; Oh; Oh. Oh;

[Verse]
It hurts like a dirge, but I am the winner of my rhythm.
Life is again without positive, because your mouth takes a smile to Riz.
Sixes on the bones (y), on the cards only jokers (y)
Bitches around my neck like chokers. Bitches want to be called girls.

And don't ask what your soul hurts about
Just pumping my lave off me (pumping everything straight)
I rent all your senses
But don't heal me for something that isn't here.

Conversations about love; Oh; Oh; Oh. Oh;
Conversations about love; Oh; Oh; Oh. Oh;
Oh; Oh;

[Transition]:
How much do we need to distinguish ourselves?
And like cash - a sofa or a pedestal.
How much does it take me to throw you out
Talking about love? You just want to say:

[Chorus]:
I was ready to jump through the back window
Not to hear all the talk about love.
I was ready with bullets right in my temple,
In order not to hear what you are telling me now:

Conversations about love; Oh; Oh; Oh. Oh;
Conversations about love; Oh; Oh; Oh. Oh;

I was ready to jump through the back window
Not to hear all the talk about love.
I was ready with bullets right in my temple,
In order not to hear what you are telling me now:

Talk about love!