Milica Pavlović - Pacijent Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

A patient

It's Friday, 3 pm, he's here again,
I'm laying on the cauch with a pillow,
And he want's me to tell him everything about my boyfriend,
But my thoughts only moan.
 
He sleeps with anyone he arrives with, to curse him – it's vainly
Again he's lying, he's abusing me everywhere,
I'm ugly when I am mad, I am more beautiful when I'm silent,
What a compliment, I am a patient.
 
Ref:
Three times per week I see my psychiatrist,
He tells me to leave this maniac immediately,
Well, give me something stronger, I feel like I'm about to cry because of that as well
And the hell I am dealing with him
 
It's Friday, 3 pm, he's here again,
I don't feel like I want to talk,
Throw everything out of yourself [he says], I hear his voice
But it hurts when he opens my heart
 
Ref. 3x
 
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