I saw you outside in your own reflection
looking for friends without caution
they asked you to try again
you had to stop, but facts remained
you can say I was loosing my fight
you can say I was wrong and you were right
you were lying and keeping away
all the feelings you always complained
you can say you were loosing your mind
you can say you were feeling behind
you were looking for places around
falling down until you hitted the ground
solding out all the emotions
you pictured your life without caption
can't stop this because of the flow, the days,
the options and feels
the way you always deceive
you can say I was loosing my fight
you can say I was wrong and you were right
you were lying and keeping away
all the feelings you always complained
you can say you were loosing your mind
you can say you were feeling behind
you were looking for places remained
confusing yourself in the rain
Jei mano protevis pries 770 metu buvo koks jotvingis, jis prie Mindaugo valdymo turbut mego muzika prie lauzo ir buvo snekorius, pasakorius, fantaziorius
Ne dėl temperatūros, o dėl to, kad lyja kas 5 minutes. Negali iškelti kojos iš namų. Čia kaip toj humoristinėj situacijoj, kai iškeli koją - lyja, grįžti atgal - nustoja lyti.
O jeigu oro temperaturai faka rodyt, nu nezinau tada temperaturos idealios. Visi pagal save megsta, ziauriai dideles, ziauriai mazas megsta tik ekstremalai