Афродита Чекушкина

Shake the trees just to make them fall Cut down the ones you need Give it a please like you even care at all Could you spare me from the verse on who you wanted to be? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no You took your back and let the thing get in No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no There's nothing left to see Please don't let me Cause I'm only you Little this, little that, little bit in the truth All I do