No, no-no
You're not even real for me
Real for me to care
Picture
I count days of sleep
Thanks to you, I'd be on my knees
I don't care anyways
Picture
Really want to kiss her
Go and get an issue
Go and walk away
One dollar bill as a tissue
If you're slow, get hit in the face
You're to die for, I'ma do it all right, right
And I need you, continue to ruin my life
Need a picture, baby, I'll just cut around it (Yeah)
You're not the one (Yeah), shooting a gun
So judgmental for what?
Placebo, I can't give it up
If I shoot and shoot—

spies/lieu - placebo

Я всё ещё здесь, я в тебе навсегда, как чай, пролитый в любимую книгу.

spies/lieu - placebo

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