I've been running circles 'round a night that never ends
I've been chasing heartache, in a city and a friend
I've been with you so long, even seen you lose it, but who cares?
Racing down The Bowery, on a crowded afternoon
Dripping from the downpour of your insecure typhoon
Can you even want me, or is this just a way to keep you sane?
Take me, then lose me, then tell them I'm yours
Are you, happy?
Does it take you a long time?
Does it make you upset?
Does it make you think everybody wants to be your friend?
I can give you a heartbeat, I can give you a friend
I can make you think everybody wants to be your friend
Drinking with yourself but with a smile on your face
Happy in success, but still a thousand miles away
Is this what you wanted, is this everything you had in store?
Take me, then lose me, then tell them I'm yours
Are you, happy?
Does it take you a long time
Does it make you upset
Does it make you think everybody wants to be your friend
I can give you a heartbeat, I can give you a friend
I can make you think everybody wants to be your friend
Take me, then lose me, then tell them I'm yours
Are you, happy?
I've been running circles 'round a night that never ends
I've been chasing heartache, in a city and a friend
I've been with you so long, even seen you lose it, but who cares?
Does it take you a long time?
Does it make you upset?
Does it make you think everybody wants to be your friend?
I can give you a heartbeat, I can give you a friend
I can make you think everybody wants to be your friend
Take me, then lose me, then tell them I'm yours
Take me, then lose me, then tell them I'm yours
Take me, then lose me, then tell them I'm yours
Take me, then lose me, then tell them I'm yours
klausant Ulver. Įdomu tai, kad Death beveik išimtinai klausausi vasarą, labai retai kitu metų laiku. Bet kuo Death man tokie vasariški, aš niekaip nepaaiškinčiau
Man tai Opeth visada puikiai eina. Apskritai galvojau, kad turiu kažkokias muzikines preferencijas pagal dienos orą ar metų laikus, bet turbūt tai tik saviįtaiga. Galvodavau, kad Ulver man yra visiška žiemos muzika, bet ne vieną vasarą esu save pagavęs
Būkim biedni, bet teisingi - niekas per dainų profilius nevaikšto į dienoraščius Tai buvo tiesiog įdomi statistinė trivia, iš kurios mažai naudos ir tiek