Reshetnikov - Пошел на - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

My whole life (my life) is just a joke for you,

I really want to leave (leave), but my heart tells me, don’t listen to anyone!

I can explain it on two fingers, I'm so tired of falling in love,

What are you doing, bitches, just stop pretending!

You bared your fangs, it’s that Discovery, so that your head doesn’t hurt, threw yourself on tablets.Why am I alone, everyone around me is walking in pairs?

My thoughts are filled with all these ladies. (prr!!)

New stage, new flow, tears running down my cheek, I'm just a sad clown.Kiss me baby, it's the best painkiller.Do you want to talk to me, let's put it off until later?

I won't explain to you why I'm so sad!

My thoughts in my head weigh heavily, like a burden.

I can’t trust my heart to someone like you!

I want to meet people in black so I can erase you from my mind!

I'll mix whiskey and cola to make it through the last day!

I won’t waste another minute on work!

People will say that I'm a stupid whiner and a deer.

I’m sending three letters, study these routes!

Let's go!H-u-u-ah!

Fuck you!

There are so many flowers on the road, I live in nature, in a wooden house.

It’s so difficult to seem like you even with a finger around, everything is different, I remained an asshole!

I wish you were with me!

I'm like a living bitch again, but not alive.

I’m charging fast flow, I put all my anger in, bitch you’re not a dog, but you threw a bone!

These oppas are coming at me again, I can’t understand what they want from me.I wrote down new lines in my notebook, sometimes I just want to hug you!

He threw in a shot glass, followed by another, and the important words got confused on his tongue.

This is a one-two punch!Kisses, partings, I have no emotions, like an old stone!

I have no emotions, but I have not forgotten you.even after two hundred years I will remember that I loved.

Fuck, I'm not Trill Pill. I look at the photos.You beat me, you don't look like the mafia.

I shout to you: \"Pa-it's raining!\" I turned back, and there was no one there.

I hoped you and I were on the same path, but you chose him over him.

At nine in the evening I will look out your window, I will never get there again.

I’ll be sitting micro-writing my album, and I won’t give a damn about anything. (I don’t give a damn about anything, yeah!)

I don't give a damn about anything!

I'll mix whiskey and cola to make it through the last day!

I won’t spend another minute on work.

People will say that I'm a stupid whiner and a deer!

I’m sending 3 letters, study these routes!

On the shooting range of letters!

Let's go!(na-na-na!)

Hoooooo!

Fuck you!

Fuck you!

Fuck you, ah!

F-fuck you!

Uh!

let's go!

na-na-na-na-na!

Nah.

nah...