You must be happy with yourself
You think you're so much better than me
Why do you love to see me fail so much
'Cause on that day you crawl back on your knees
Tell me who will save you
When there's no one else around
And you can't turn to me
Tell me where will you be
When it's over
And all this pride you hold inside
Is gone
Tell me where will you hide
When it's over
And everything you know is said and done
When it's over, where will you run?
Do your memories haunt your dreams?
Do they simply seem to have a mind of their own?
Tell me what the emptiness brings
When everything you know is everything but gone
Tell me who will save you
When there's no one else around
And you can't turn to me
Tell me where will you be
When it's over
And all this pride you hold inside
Is gone
Tell me where will you hide
When it's over
And everything you know is said and done
When it's over, where will you run?
You can't hold your world together now
Everyone sees who you really are
When your castle crumbles at your feet
Don't you run to me
When it's over
And all this pride you hold inside is dying
Where will you hide?
When it's over
And all this pride you hold inside has died
Tell me where will you hide?
When it's over
And everything you know is said and done
When it's over, where will you run?
Aš sau galvoju: hm, reikės kažkada man šį mėnesį The Reticent įkelt į music'ą. Paminėjau vakar vakare komentare grupę, šiandien ryte žiūriu, jau yra. Dėkui Alvydai, esat greitis!
Kita vertus, pono retorika prie tam tikrų dainų kaip "Kokie 90% dainos š", "Kažkoks židišks mīžals" ir "Š...klasika...vempt norisi" yra tiesiog nemaloni ir nepagarbi. Kritika - ok, nepagrįstas varymas riebiais žodžiais jau ne ok.
O viešpatie, kokia tragedija, žmogus 9 kartą per TRYLIKĄ METŲ pasiūlė tą pačią dainą. Aš suprantu, kai per trumpą laiką ten tą pačią dainą kiša ir kiša, nervuot gali pradėt, bet čia tai labai normalu. Aš pats greičiausiai taip elgiuos.