Текст песни Свиридов — Final expression

Love, hate, and nothing more
When I sing the song of you...
You may fuck like a whore
But whores are quite a few

These days you're totally fucked up
And like a guy you fight
Now I will teach you a lesson
Shut up! No more words, there's only spite!..

It's my final expression...

Spite, hate and nothing more
When I sing the song of you...
Why were you cool before
When I still have not met you

But now I shall kill
And wipe you with my shoes
It's strange... but I don't feel no thrill
Now tell me your excuse!..

It's my final expression...