I... can only hurt your case
It's written on your face
You always come to me
I won't be used, but...
I can't fight you anymore
I know I'll open up the door, oh...
No! I won't! I can't! Not anymore!
One more time, and I think I'll fucking die!
Why? Do I
Always have to suffer the consequences?
Stay... away from who I am
'Cause I know what you are
I can't believe you're here
Then again, you know that...
I can't fight you anymore
I know I'll open up my soul, oh...
No! I won't! I can't! Not anymore!
One more time, and I think I'll fucking die!
Why? Do I
Always have to suffer the consequences?
Yeah
Stop... I know your goddamn game
It's always been the same
The story hasn't changed
Neither will you, but...
I can't fight you anymore
I know I'll open up my soul, oh...
No! I won't! I can't! Not anymore!
One more time, and I think I'll fucking die!
Why? Do I
Always have to suffer the consequences?
No! I won't! I can't! Not anymore!
One more time, and I think I'll fucking die!
Why? Do I
Always have to suffer the consequences?
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