I take a whisky from my parents to drink alone without friends I rise my glass to entice the aliens so they could take me away from here
I need to get away from here From all those things which are real I need to get away from here From all those things which are real
I will travel through the meadows happy to the end of the trip I share life's joys with the world till my bottle's end is near
I need to get away from here From all those things which are real I need to get away from here From all those things which are realTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.