I play the logic of events where I look everything dies with no surprise i count down seven five two, seven five one, seven five nul
the restrictions start to crumble with no effort no analysis I count down and i cant's stop thirty o seven, thirty o six, thirty five
the numbers become the days every day is just a number the now has gone and left nothing another twenty three another click
welcome in the circle in the land of monotony Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |