So now she's turning a corner, wants to leave me again Though it's sad I really should warn her, you can only break up so many times But losing us took sanity, without becoming forced to call she said: How can we continue? If you're telling her the truth, they sill don't believe you So now she's getting tired, wondering if it's a peak or precedes And just how to labor forward, when her man is a mess, and never there Going sadly in the park, but it's much worse together in silence, Because all that, just a villainy, We need laughter, happiness, madness, anything
Our love is senile, unlike a blind child bumping into walls Say it's not guilt keeping us together, how can we suWport each other's wills Our love is senile, like we don't recognize each other Somehow we relax to being strangers The scuttling of tiles in our sacred realm Now it's time to pay the socialists, and pretend out little chick from afar And confusion, it's evasive, mess is no solutionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
