Sit there all in all
Waiting on the phone
Push my body to the floor still you never call
She's still with me kiss still kills me
Can't feel guilty it's just a memory
All the things you put me through
The hopeless nights I tried to make it right for you
Show me how it's to lose and who the hell are you
To drag me down with you?
Flowers that I bought are now dead and gone
Love that was before is gone evermore
All my hurting, all my yearning, all that burning
Can't you see that it's me? My beautiful...
All the things you put me through
All the hopeless nights I tried to make it right for you
Show me how it is to lose and who the hell are you
To drag me down with you
Every time I looked in your eyes
Crucified again
Every time you sold me your lies
It was justified in the end
Just like some face lost on a runaway train
Pass me bye and wave goodbye
All the things you put me through
All the hopeless nights I tried to make it right for you
Show me how it is to lose and who the hell are you
To drag me down with you
Tie kurie vykdo mirtinas zmogzudystes arba issvaisto milijonus, arba degina savo bei kitu laika - turi Antikurejo Gena. Bet jei kaunasi du Antikurejai, kaip Hitleris ir Stalinas, tarkim, jie sukuria daug laisvos erdves po ju sekusiems Kurejams. Ir t.t.
Nakties mintis: manau 1dien suses mokslininkai su astrofizikais visokiais (pabaigs savo mesainius bibliotekos bufete), apsitare nuspres kad Kurejo Genas egzistuoja. T.y. neegzistuoja viskas chaotiskai, padrikai bet vienakryptiskai, kurejo ranka juda link.
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