Well, alright I'm walkin' home
I should've done that months ago
'Cause we are diggin' the same hole
And we ain't gettin' to China
But I got a sinking feeling I've hit the bottom
'Cause I can't sleep, I'm turnin' and tossin'
Yeah, something secret from me won't let me sleep
There's a nagging gnawing nothingness sunk deep
The truth is sadder than fiction
Well, what's it matter, quit your bitchin'
'Cause everyone already told you so
And now they're tired of listenin'
'Cause sometimes there ain't no answers
Only what happens next
Something secret from me won't let me sleep
It's got me tossin, turnin', twistin' up my sheets
Atskirkim faktus nuo vaizduotes. Faktas#1: svetaines atmosfera itempta. Faktas#2: lankosi daugiamete neapykanta man jauciantys zmones. Vaizduote#1: vieni nariai susimoke su kitais. Vaizduote#2: esu sekamas Vaizduote#3: laukiama mano mirties. Kas tiesa
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?