As I look up life’s long lonely tracks
I’ve realized there is no turning back
The glimmers of the hopes I had have faded
No peace now it is true because I’ve made it
My fantasies are gone all things have stopped
Engulfed or just confused no cold or hot
The love I’ve had for life has badly faded
In brightness or in dark, I’ve turned to shaded
The spark of life is gone because I’ve made it
No peace now it is true because I’ve made it
The story meets the end of how I hate it
No peace now this is true
No time for me and you
The colors all turn blue
Oh how I hate it
My limits overdue
And now it’s come true
The pain is almost through
Because I made it
ir dar ... apie silke negalvojau, nes tai kazkoks siuolaikinis erotinis simbolis. cia is gedos pries Jezu taip susilaikiau... ir pasakiau sau, tu gerai, gerai cia su tuo pagundai atsispyrei. ir slove ir garbe lydes tada jei nesuklydai
Bet čia nėra tamstos privati erdvė. Su vidiniais demonais kovokite sau, o ne užkrėtinėkite jais ir visą music'o bendruomenę. Ir tamsta nustokite švaistytis su "Nobodys fault but mine" – už visus savo veiksmus atsakingas esate pats
1.nemiegu naktimis. 2.perkraudineju puslapi kaip paturbintas ziuredamas kiekviena smulkmena 3.issimisliju kad mane veikia Kaune isikures mistinis sinchrotronas 4.nusiteikes kad visi cia nusiteike pries mane, liezuvauja uz akiu nuolat. Ir taip ne metai ir