Sitting in this traffic jam hell with my half-scaled polished nails
I`m writing you long-long letter and I address it to “anyname”
What I gotta tell you about my life, about my few minutes
Between working day and endless and hopeless night?
I look out of the window to check all the signs, to complete the mission of XXS
And there’s nothing that I can call wrong or right
Just windy whether!
Dear any name!
I start to work right here
Open my laptop with no sort of fear
Because all my neighbors fed up with all these sub names
And all those pressure games
I have no idea about crying and the only reason for that is when
Our shares go down – yes, that’s the only reason to weep
And in these cases my pillows grow salted and wet
But I’d like to tell you the other thing, listen,
I use my telephone as something unusual, some kind of post-dove
From romantic story. And, yes, you may laugh at me now!!
While I’m sitting here and getting more nervous and pretending a business ape
And there’s no answer, except: Please, call later!
But later it might be too late……...
Dear any name!
I’ve forgotten your voice, forgotten your face and adventures of yours
And all your sick jokes that you told me……….
Forgive me for cracking your brains!!!!!
Dear any name!
I have two pockets and one of them is filled up with my magic pills
So my father was right to call me Alisa
My magic pills give assurance that somehow I will win again
Don’t ask me! Don’t ask me! I will.
Sitting in this traffic jam. Winning again and again……..