I kept the note you never wrote
And put it with the rest I haven't got
I've got the bullet from your gun here
Should you return for another shot
Do you think that someone may have snuck into your life
And overnight has changed the locks
You treat your mind like a cheap hotel
Somewhere you can stay but never stop
Shall I tell you the tales of glory
In light of the many righted wrongs
Of the lives of the masked vigilantes of love
And the story of their song
Say what you saw there
You know you haven't got the proof
Don't open up that drawer there
That's where I keep my ghastly truth
Do you feel that someone may have snuck into your life
And overnight has changed the locks
You treat your body like a cheap motel
Somewhere you can stay but never stop
Shall I tell you the tales of glory
In light of the many righted wrongs
Of the lives of the masked vigilantes of love
And the story of their song
Do you feel that someone may have snuck into your life
And overnight has changed the locks
You treat your body like a cheap hotel
Somewhere you can stay but never stop
Shall I tell you the tales of glory
In light of the many righted wrongs
Of the lives of the masked vigilantes of love
And the story of their song
Jei mano protevis pries 770 metu buvo koks jotvingis, jis prie Mindaugo valdymo turbut mego muzika prie lauzo ir buvo snekorius, pasakorius, fantaziorius
Ne dėl temperatūros, o dėl to, kad lyja kas 5 minutes. Negali iškelti kojos iš namų. Čia kaip toj humoristinėj situacijoj, kai iškeli koją - lyja, grįžti atgal - nustoja lyti.
O jeigu oro temperaturai faka rodyt, nu nezinau tada temperaturos idealios. Visi pagal save megsta, ziauriai dideles, ziauriai mazas megsta tik ekstremalai