There's a brick giving up on symmetry
There's a drug giving birth to a harmony
There's a confident choice of minority
While my mind has a new found poverty
If you gaze at familiar tragedies
You should find my ghostlike strategies
I am defining the bones of my disbeliefs
Never reaching a truce with my enemies
You are the criminal stealing a valuable sun door
You are the vulnerable waiting to be in the same war
Standing in line will you be ok?
You fall down now
You fall down now
Control, confuse, confine
Get a hold on a circular decline
Speak out degrees of entrapment
And embrace the rules of its content
Lay down your arms
Lay down your visions of harm
There are no true mirrors
Only thoughts that steer us
You are the criminal stealing a valuable sun door
You are the vulnerable waiting to be in the same war
Standing in line will you be ok?
You fall down now
You fall down now
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