Black, white, red, gold, and brown
We're stuck in this world
Nowhere to go
Turnin' around
What are you so afraid of?
Show us what you're made of
Be yourself and be beautiful
vypreki 4e mnogo se kefq na the Cult i syotvetno na batko Ian,tuk neshto ...xmmmm....nqma go toz jar kato pri Morrison,pyk i tazi zaigravka negov tip, neshto ne vyrvi.No vse pak pyham v liubimi-zadyljitelno e prosto
kolko zor beshe da si go namerq tova abum4e,exxx spomeni ,spomeni...
togaz bqh bedno devoi4e,nqmax komp,4e dori i cd-ama si bqh ekstra-vse oshte se praveshe ka4estvena muzika :-)
лелееее,много яко!
ето текст:
Build a fire a thousand miles away to light my long way home
I ride a comet
My trail is long to stay
Silence is a heavy stone...
I fight the world and take all they can