Surprise, you got a head full of lies
I'd rather die than be living like you
I'm a teenage disease; born, bred in desire
I've been sold the sun, left out and denied
I'm a common cold
You want it?
Come and get it
Don't you say it's a shame, everyone in a rage
We're going to throw it away, just to live it again
I'm a total waste, I got no social grace
You better grow yourself a spine or get out of the way
I'm a common cold
You want it?
Come and get it
You want it?
Come and get it
Surprise, you got a head full of lies
I'd rather die than be living like you
I'm a teenage disease, I'm the son on fire
I'm gonna make you mine, I'm your fallen child
You want it? come and get it
You want it? come and get it
I'd rather die than be living like you [x5]
I'd rather die
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