Our empty lives revolve around distraction from our perpetual suffering But there is never enough of a distraction to heal And even he who has everything has nothing in his own eyes Who's fucking laughing? Are they out there, somewhere, laughing? If they're out there, somewhere, they're laughing Who's out there? Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |