Алёна Швец - в кабинете у директора (speed up)

Telegram - https://t.me/sevatocatg You're my first of September You're a forgotten marker smelling strongly of alcohol And no matter how much the teachers tried to separate us We still sat at the same desk Mom would say, "You can't do this" To her, we're just friends And behind my back, everyone keeps saying you're so bad You're a really bad influence on me And your hands smell of tobacco But nothing warms me better than them The black shine of your nails I'm falling deeper in love In the principal's office I kiss you out of spite All the teachers are shouting at once Tomorrow we'll probably be expelled In the principal's office I kiss you out of spite Tomorrow they'll post it online Say hi, hi, hi to Mom And we'll run away on a field trip And we'll walk hand in hand through the empty forest And I'm simply obsessed with you You're my pale, soft grunge princess I'll write you a compliment in blood In the mirror I remember the heat from your hair And the blouse hastily thrown over one shoulder A large briefcase, a bunch of roses And you're not a girl, you're art The gym was ablaze They'll all answer us In the principal's office I kiss you out of spite All the teachers are shouting at once Tomorrow we'll probably be expelled In the principal's office I kiss you out of spite Tomorrow they'll post it online Say hi, hi, hi to Mom I kiss you out of spite Tomorrow all the teachers will come And they'll beat you up