Washed out your simple world,
But it seems to reappear,
Without, your simple words,
You cannot interfere.
And now it's so absurd
What you're saying to me now
Your world's pretending
You're saying to me now
Your world's pretending
You're saying to me now
Your world's pretending
And for your "so called" friends
They always seemed so dear
But when it all got worse
They seemed to disappear
And now it's so absurd
What you're saying to me now
Your world's pretending
You're saying to me now
Your world's pretending
You're saying to me now
Your world's pretending
Nieko aš netryniau, ir neteikiu tokių paslaugų, bet tau galiu padaryti išimtį, visiškai nemokamai. Tik kad taip ir liks tavo kliedesiai kabėti, kaip amžinoj gėdos lentoj. Niekieno, be vatotojo, bet ir taip visi žinos, kam jie priklauso.
Kaip tu tarkim Pentaka ir Hopelessa istrynei. Nesimato prie komentaro nei kas komentavo, tik kada ir ka. Ar tai visu teise buti primirstiems (+kiek tai kainuoja musixo zetonais?)