Echo
White label on the backseat
Glows an artificial green
I crave a midnight something
I crave and something hunts me down
I'm scaring everybody
I'm wearing everybody down
White label on the backseat
And something bends me over down
I crave an empty lifestyle
I crave the very loudest sound
I'm chasing everybody
I'm shaking everybody down
Do you hear the loudest sound
And you and me in the echo
White label on the backseat
And something warm across my lap
I never bitched at anyone
I never asked for my heart back
I'm loving everybody
And hating everyone I see
Do you hear the loudest sound
Floating out on the echo
Rozmawiaja dwie sasiadki:
- Wie pani, z ten sasiad z parteru to bardzo dobry czlowiek, bo caly swoj dorobek przekazal na sierociniec.
- A duzo tego bylo?
- Osmioro dzieci!
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