Няколко гневни и бързи поемки на англииски по повод изневярата- проблем,с който не едно момче с готино гадже се е сблъсквал.

Ripped apart
Future starts today
Something standing in the way
Stabbing through a doll of hay
Sentiments have gone away.

So blatant and so prosaic you turn me down again
But dont you know you little slut, your game has come to end
For what has been a pardoning is now a sentanced death
Enough I"ve had of all of this! No more will I pretend!

Insecure? No fuckin way!
I am strong and you will pay!

Strangest feeling, I must say..
Is when you act so freely,
when you must obey..

I am your tyran, you - my pray
Come to me and let us lay...
Together in a box of "Nescafe"
Turn it into our ashtray
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White-crow fake

Arms would bend and break
but not touch you,
if they only knew,
one thing for sure
-What you did?
and who were you?...
Lush red hate piles up anew
a white-crow fake -
could it be true?
Staring empty at the blue
a white-crow fake
Hope it"s not you!