So where do I begin this my love
Am I blowing down your door way
If so then I’ll rebuild it this time
And I’ll be on my way
Come if you believe me
Come if you remember the way
If not then I will find you this time
Wishing you had stayed
Because it
It wants what it wants
The heart does
It wants what it wants
The heart, the heart
It wants what it wants
The heart does
It wants what it wants
The heart, the heart
So how do I forget this my love
And when do I belong here
If trouble is a pathway we build
Then I’m a pioneer
Blame it on the illness
Blame it on the winter we’ve had
But suddenly the finger I pointed
Is on the other hand
Pushing the night
Bending the light
I succumb to
I succumb to it
Pushing the night
Bending the light
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