No one cares about your dreams at midnight
Twenty hours on a train
Who would dare to follow?
Are you insane?
I've been on this trip since Sunday morning
Now I'm coming down again
Something breaks inside this feeling
It always felt the same
What's wrong?
This feeling
Something's breaking
Moving you along to the awakening
And you never even slept
No one cares about your dreams at midnight
They're just talking back at you
About the struggles they have had
How they're hurting too
No one talks about the love and sunshine
When the first rays come creeping in
The songs that blew your mind an hour ago
Now they are pointless again
What's wrong?
This feeling
Something's breaking
Moving you along to the awakening
You break
And you build it up again
You fake
You will never understand
It's been a long time coming, actually
Did you hear what I said?
You're in over your head
Oh, and you never even slept
What's wrong?
This feeling
Something's breaking
Moving you along to the awakening
What's wrong?
You had your system shaken
Moving you along to the awakening
Oh, and you never even slept
Jei netikrumas yra geriausia ne kaltinti liga, valdzia ar ateivius visokius. Tad Einarai: ar esi pries mane susimokes; ar mane seki; ar pabrezdamas lauki mano mirties. Trys klausimai estafete. Jei bus lengviau bendraut man po to su musico nariais.
Einarai+4Blackberry, esme ne skaiciukuose, bet esme kad liga man sako jog daug gaidziu susimoke, gaidziai stebi gaidindamiesi, daug gaidziu mirties nori. Taigi toks vat nesaugumo jausmas ir itarinejimai del to. Kaip cia yra?