Slavic Balagan - Opa

Oh, oh, papa. Oh my, oh my.
Take your gun out of your pocket
We will drop it.

Yeah...
You know what time it is?
It’s time... to...

Don’t you act like you’re done now.
Hold me.
Forget about my words
I feel so lonely.

Don’t act like you’re my mother.
I’m not looking for another.
Just the silence,
Just the cover,
Just a touch
And then we smother...