comes at me, evil thoughts is creeping through my mind Who are you to say, that I can't speak what's on my mind It runs away It's so predictable I can
comes to me Evil thoughts is creeping through my mind Who are you to say that I can't speak what's on my mind? It runs away It's so predictable I
Превод: Зърнени култури. Предвидима (Demo Version).
Превод: Зърнени култури. Предсказуема.
It comes to me Evil thoughts is creeping through my mind Who are you to say that I can't speak what's on my mind? It runs away It's so predictable
