box me up lay me in the clay burn my poems and all my sad songs like another but not the same still it's funny what life does with you most of us come back but not quite the same well i just can't tell what to believe i just cannot tell what i should be, living to try or dying to leave like the master within the slave breaking fear in a room with no view like the other but not the same still it's funny what life does with you most of us come back but not quite the same the devil is laughing engraving my nameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
