Strieborne pasty nemam rad - kto ma cistit od toho svinstva procesory a dosky po prasatach, co tam nakydaju pol tuby...
Acetonom to ide dole uplne v pohode
And down we go again, under the relentless wawes, into the arms of calm breakers, into bayou of forgotten dreams
Like sand slipping through my fingers, nothing ever lasts, ever will