I'M SICK OF YOU Insidious disease, mysterious gin Struck me down on the spot. The doctor prescribed bed rest for me, Dual power supply. Known only to me, only to me The cause of the disease is that: Yesterday I met a girl alone Beauty, by God, unearthly! You come to me today, My peri! Ah? Well, understand, without you There is no escape for me! I'm sick of you, baby, I am sick with you... and I have no rest day and night, I have no peace! Both at night and during the day, forgetting about everything, In the captivity of the subconscious, I see how we... in the silence of the night, Under the starlight ... Shaking my head, still the same path, Coming “in circles“, I can't say goodbye to you in any way, Do you hear, my dream?!
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