Done it all still, he´d done nothin´at all The sweet – lovin´ great pretender Got his name on the wall. And a refill- filled with nothing at all the way- simply to surrender swallow hard stand tall.
Had it all still- he had nothin´ at all The mad- charmin´ big ole spender always livin´ a ball.
Headin´ downhill- straight up hittin´ the wall still fate was his main contender -his reality call.
Seen it all still, he´d seen nothing at all until- evening of November thru the colors of fall
Like a spine chill- all what he can recall insane- all he will remember is the magic of all…
Now he´s - in a different place Sees a different face As he sees himself from aboveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
