POLINA CHILI — Хочу острого

I’m asking you, don’t yell at me for no reason You’re kind of sour — I want something spicy Inside me you’ve long been told to go to hell You don’t have to call — I’m out of range

There’s a fire in the sky — That’s when once-beautiful Feelings of ours burned down to ash I spin like a top — My head is spinning I look in the mirror — That’s not me anymore What did you do to me? I became an obedient doll Just need to bring the stick Why are you yelling? If you’ve got something to say — Just say it calmly

I’m asking you, don’t yell at me for no reason You’re kind of sour — I want something spicy Inside me you’ve long been told to go to hell You don’t have to call — I’m out of range

Yeah, I’ve watched too many movies Yeah, I’m like the main character I’d rather be with a screwed-up head Than with you And I wanted to be nice — I can’t take it anymore They raised me like a machine — Want a damn ride?

I know my worth — You’re out of your depth I used to choose love, But I won’t give A chance anymore, don’t ask — Something’s wrong with the network Find yourself someone else — Yell at her

I’m asking you, don’t yell at me for no reason You’re kind of sour — I want something spicy Inside me you’ve long been told to go to hell You don’t have to call — I’m out of range