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Emoji

Questions in favorite eyes
Favorite Winston in the pack
Exactly 19 yo, there as well as half a year exactly 19 yo, as an overdose age, can't fall in love.
Be in love not in a trend, and smoking is not fashionable.
There's no alcohol in the blood, there's no number in outgoing
Old sketches of the past days in emoji
Hasn't hurt for a long time already, you're just reprise mine at in the gap.
Relationship is limit, I don't wanna grag'em
I'm not talking like that, yeah, baby I'm boozy
Look for dirt on me in the phone
So what's the bitch? Wrote she
Whose numbers, fuck, nobody's
If you wanna know - call and ask
You aren't a substance that dilates the pupils, anymore,
The wind blew rose-colored glasses
 
These eyes don't know how to photograph, these eyes bake just negative
Doesn't hears when I call my beloved
Hands don't feel given flowers
All emotions have long become false
There emoticons, emoji, more alive than this all
And we breathe after, smoke, although in the beginning we promise a bonfire
 
There'll be no days, coffee changed for tea, I sleep at night now, not up to 4 p.m.
Cognac pours in heart, I feel it poured like me.
Coffee is invigorates, and suddenly, there's poison in these cream?
Here everything is confused, sorry, the charge is exhausted.
All your words in my head are sucking wildly
The next dawn in the window, it's difficult to understand that we divide more then thousand, that everything was in vain.
I haven't follow you in insta for a long time, my legs haven't gone to our places.
Lost on Mondays, clean sheets, I don't believe in phrases anymore, just imagine.
Everything is broken at first, forgotten on second, passed in third and drunk at fourth.
There was only one finger left, guess what, and to bend it there are no consequences and reasons.
 
Tibor from QS-FB

You are not November

Autumn with such care will cover streets with leaves,
So, at night they don't get cold and sleep in peace.
Not once they saw you with him...
And less often with me, and less often with me.
 
This 4 dear walls. I remember, how I kick them around.
Though I knew so much of truth, we are both actors
Of one and the same play for two screens.
You have many roles, but not one of them you've played well.
 
Everything ended in disaster, I got hooked on songs.
There is no need now to writhe your pretty face.
It's just become painful for me, you've f---d my soul.
You've thrown hundred sticks, stepped with you heels on my heart.
 
You did it all 100 %, right to the end.
And did you see me, so I could spoil you with my pain.
So many tracks about love-but it's still not enough for you,
But you even don't know, how I broke myself to please you.
 
There are no more songs and letters.
The phones are silent, the notebooks becoming empty.
No more depend on you.
You're not a drug to me. You are not November.
 
There are no more songs and letters.
The phones are silent, the notebooks becoming empty.
No more depend on you.
You're not a drug to me. You are not November.
 
It's not cold inside, if emptiness is there.
And if it's sad- it's all from stupid boredom.
You were like a kaif, but I didn't wait, till it will let me free.
Give me, one more puff, though I'm done by you to death.
 
All those days... Now I'm so afraid of them.
I 'm strangling my soul, it will bite me very painfully:
And again I will shut myself inside of me.
From loneliness it feels even more heavily.
 
To say:' I'm sorry'- to us it's squeamish,
What was yesterday- unknown.
Memory has gone, no room there.
There is only you there and so tight for her.
 
But memory is not offended, apparently, there no escaping you.
One moment and bang, take away from guitars all my tears, when
In the soul the spring were dying, and gradually there the space was
born.
And how ? It's better if you don't know. Emptiness in the heart. Object unidentified.
 

Hundreds of reasons

Confusion in my head, you've been here for so long.
Don't wanna clean up after the guests, so many things broken here.
Explain yourself directly, don't walk along the shards.
The sullen drama has become annoying, how many seasons left?
 
How many times have I offered you cognac for two.
To feel the clouds alive, but you were afraid of getting wet with me.
The shadow of your appearance in my iPhone's photo album.
I make a copy of my heart, but how do I take out the stains from the old one?
 
You find hundreds of reasons to not reply to my calls.
But all the same, you're waiting for the former me.
We throw the keys out the window, locking our feelings up.
You were too slow to believe.
 
Sometimes I read your diary, where you wrote about me and them.
I think the deal about love is this: just consider it, and it'll cheer you up.
If I'm not online, then it means I'm currently flying away from Earth.
The delete key swallowed 'I'm sorry for all the days' - all in one click.
 
The liters of water in our relationship is diluted by 5-year-old whisky (0.5L)
The air, shaken by words, is filtered through a Winston
We don't need these hickies on our necks anyway, but we still can't let go of each other
It's a shame to lose what life has given us, plus it's only one of a kind.
 

Bye bye

Don't touch my heart, b*tch
You're the one who made me this way
Bye bye, girlfriend
My thoughts haven't been about love for a while
 
Don't touch my heart, b*tch
You're the one who made me this way
Bye bye, girlfriend
Where did you get it from that you're better than the others?
 
I'm not forbidding you from smoking, but I'm searching for cigarettes in your bag
I hate your perfumes, but I get a rush when my hands smell like them
You have a tattoo of birds on your neck, empty sounds on my heart
There's an endless bitchiness within you, and hypocrisy and boredom are your friends
Dump me completely, run away, I don't need your pictures in the frames
I don't need to run like the debtors chasing the teacher, I'd better scatter the remains of this love to the wind
If you weren't so much like the others, I could've believed in originality
But now, don't you dare to cry and try to return
 
Don't touch my heart, b*tch
You're the one who made me this way
Bye bye, girlfriend
My thoughts haven't been about love for a while
 
Don't touch my heart, b*tch
You're the one who made me this way
Bye bye, girlfriend
My thoughts haven't been about love for a while
 
My voice is in a chill, but nothing will stop me
The dark grey city, no money to get a ride to your place
And you're f*cking hysterical, getting on my nerves every hour
But that's just affection, a habit that won't break us apart
Let's pretend that you love me, even if that ain't how it is!
You spin my head around like a carousel, and I behave like an idiot
Screw it that wine will ruin me, at least I can forget you for an hour
Don't see each other for love, people, if you're good to it, it bites in return
 
Don't touch my heart, b*tch
You're the one who made me this way
Bye bye, girlfriend
My thoughts haven't been about love for a while
 
Don't touch my heart, b*tch
You're the one who made me this way
Bye bye, girlfriend
Where did you get it from that you're better than the others?