You think it doesn't matter, and I'll just say whatever, but it does make me feel an awful lot. more than i need to be dealing with right now, but so it goes (and it goes too often). give me a minute to cool down now, I'm fogging up my lenses. I'm trying to understand your thoughts, they don't really add up. still i'd like to make sense of the mess I've made. everything goes the way it will, and I can't change whatever. so it'll go. I'm losing consciousness and drifting to my destination.
Okay. I'll remain. Unsafe to sustain. I've realized that truthfullness ties in with everything).
I'll sleep but not enough, never enough to call your bluff. I'm not content with killing useful time. Can't tell if what I'm saying's getting through or lost on you. Do you care? Does it still matter? Do you even hear me?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.