the shadow Caught by the drift and pitch Of whatever it is That keeps me coming back I want out 'cause I'm getting sick Sick from all this swerving Driver, sick from
Превод: Както Градове Burn. Така от устните ми, С уважение, греха ми се продухва.
the shadow Caught by the drift and pitch of whatever it is That keeps me coming back I want out 'cause I'm getting sick Sick from all this swerving Driver, sick from