Текст песни
Was it so stupid from your point of view
That I believed it was not déjà-vu?
That I believed it was meant to be?
God, I just wish I wasn’t so naive
Let me translate: I don’t know what I need
Means that you simply don't want to hold me
Means that you’re coward who tries to be nice
And I have all rights to not sympathize
So, fuck you, Barcelona
You were supposed to older
Bur you’re not better than Roma
And you suck at being lover
So, fuck you, hair commercial
Grow up into a better version
Have good intentions but yet so cruel
Based on the things that you do
I almost fell for your angelic eyes
Bigger than moon on the midnight sky
Almost believed that it’s a start of romance
Then you just dropped me out of your hands
Maybe you’re sick and you’re need therapy
Maybe you’re not, maybe it’s me
But shouldn’t I just say it out loud
I won’t remain silent, I’ll make some sound
Jokes on me, keep laughing out loud
I'm the one with the broken heart
I'm the one accepting the truth
Best regards, (comma) fuck you
So, fuck you, Barcelona
You were supposed to older
Bur you’re not better than Roma
And you suck at being lover
So, fuck you, hair commercial
Grow up into a better version
Have good intentions but yet so cruel
Based on the things that you do
Fuck you, Barcelona
Fuck you, Barcelona
Cause you’re coward who tries to be nice
And I have all rights to not sympathize
