Mind, of destructive taste
I choose...to stroll amongst the waste
That was your heart
Lost in the dark
Call off the chase
Walls of thought, strong and high
As my castle crumbles with time...
I think of you
Oh, yes I do
Such a crime
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You opened fire...and your mark was true
You opened fire...aim my smilin' skull at you
You opened fire...
I live tomorrow, you I'll not follow
As you wallow in a sea of sorrow
Lines cut across my face
Why you laugh at my disgrace
I'll never know
How far to go
To reach that place
Tad atsiprasau kad kovoju per daug gynybiskai. Ar man reikia pripazint kokia kita savo kalte dar? Kas yra geras rimas tada, kaip jus isivaizduotumet tada?
Nu gerai Einarai. As atsiprasau kad ziurejau tavo last.fm puslapi. Taip pat sutinku kad savo frazem skaudinu puslapio zmones, tiksliau dauguma - stai mano tik apsaugine reakcija. gal elgiuos pernelyg gynybiskai.