I get that sense that when we look around
This is gonna be less than easy
I get so tense when we are falling in
And it won't be a solid landing
Oh No! We are the only ones around
Well, that we know of now
Oh? Did we just walk the golden mile
With our heads held high?
(x2) Gently
Forward on empty
March in a straight line
In a confined mind
And we walking the ghost mile
To War!
And we are walking the long stretch home
And we are sinking the first smile
To War!
And we are drowning the norm
This is the death of me
This is the death of me
This is the death of me
This is the constantly
(x2) Gently
Forward on empty
March in a straight line
In a confined mind
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