Your sorry eyes, they cut through the bone
Making it hard to leave you alone
Leaving you here wearing your wounds
Waving your guns at somebody new
Baby, you're lost
Baby, you're lost
Baby, you're a lost cause
Too many people that you used to know
They see you coming, and they see you go
They know your secrets, and you know theirs
This town is crazy, but nobody cares
Baby, you're lost
Baby, you're lost
Baby, you're a lost cause
Tired of fightin'
I'm tired of fightin'
Fightin' for a lost cause
There's a place where you are goin'
You ain't never been before
There's no one laughing at your back now
No one standing at your door
Is that what you thought love was for?
Baby, you're lost
Baby, you're lost
Baby, you're a lost cause
I'm tired of fightin'
I'm tired of fightin'
Fightin' for a lost cause
klausant Ulver. Įdomu tai, kad Death beveik išimtinai klausausi vasarą, labai retai kitu metų laiku. Bet kuo Death man tokie vasariški, aš niekaip nepaaiškinčiau
Man tai Opeth visada puikiai eina. Apskritai galvojau, kad turiu kažkokias muzikines preferencijas pagal dienos orą ar metų laikus, bet turbūt tai tik saviįtaiga. Galvodavau, kad Ulver man yra visiška žiemos muzika, bet ne vieną vasarą esu save pagavęs