I don't feel youthful
And I don't feel sad
I don't fuck with these pills anymore
But these days move so fast
And I'm starting to notice
The ones I held closest
Take more than what they give back
Yeah I used to seek violence
But now I use silence
As my proper means for attack
I don't need anything
I don't need anything
Took a lot of time but I'm not complaining
Took a lot of paranoia moving through the stages
Every single time I get the feeling that I'm breaking
Think about another time when I was fucking nameless
Mark my words, this healing comes with separation
When you get this deep, the feeling comes with desperation
Beat me down, rip my heart in two
There's nothing that you can take
I know it's true
So let me be, I'll wear my scars
Tread this road till I've gone too far
Left in piece, kept in parts
Burned this life for the next to start
So let me be (I'll wear my scars)
So let me be (Tread this road till I've gone too far)
So let me be (Left in piece, kept in parts)
(Burned this life for the next to start)
'Cause I'm dying to live
And I'm sick from the noise
I'll make my way through all that I have to
'Cause I'm dying to live
And I've been through the void
And I'll celebrate the fact that I have proof
A state of mind I'd never tried
And I know that it's all my fault
To justify the darkest times
Means you never had control
Nematau nieko blogo Trumpo rankos paspaudimui. Tiesiog mandagumo gestas ir tiek, nebūtina ekspresyviai išreikšti, ką tu manai apie tą žmogų, kuriam ranką spaudi.
Tiesiog aš jau pratęsimo metu prieš įvartį pradėjau spekuliuot, kas būtų, jei Argentina atsilaikytų 10 vs. 11 ir laimėtų baudiniuose su nuliais xG statistikoje. Jaučiu ispanų komandai nebūtų leidę grįžti namo į Ispaniją
Tas "unstoppable force laimėjo prieš (almost) immovable object" labai neblogas analogas šitai situacijai apibūdinti. Asmeniškai, gražesnis futbolas kai abi komandos žaidžia apylygiai. Argentinos ir stats, ir vaizdas aikštėj nebuvo geras antroj pusėj.