If you could only see
That I was not put here for you
To judge me and dispute my innermost truth
And after all these years of enmity, envy and tears
It's a shame you don't know me at all
I was wondering
Would you cry for me
If I told you that I couldn't breathe
If I was drowning, suffocating
If I told you that I couldn't breathe?
Those ancient buried recollections
We transform them and select them
You have yours, I have mine
That's fine
Why are we too torn to heal?
Our stitches never disappeared
I have mine, you have yours
I'm sure
I was wondering
(I've been wondering)
Would you reach for me
If you saw that I was languishing?
I was wondering
Would you cry for me
If I told you that I couldn't breathe?
If I was drowning, suffocating?
If I told you that I couldn't breathe?
Greito maisto valgykloj "uzkalnieciai" susitinka bulkute, sasyskyte ir buterbrodukas. Ateina jiems skundziasi surainis, desrainis ir falafelainis, kad ju niekas nenori. Buterbrodukas sako: mes irgi ne madoj. Surainis: - tai kada sugrisim i mada?
Susitinka ziemkentys, jarube ir aruodas.
Pamato veipintoja, startupininka ir omfgoda.
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