A hand to hope, a hope to hold to call forth the darkness from you!
I keep losing
Still keep hoping for that win
And you can’t change my mind
Not a slave if I’m already free
Not a captive if it’s where I wanna be
I’d write the ending without any sorrow
Step out of your toga and into the fog
You are a prince on the ocean
In the pinch, in the sky, in your eye
…Ali što
Hti bih vam nešto napisati
ali što
kad sve znate…
TOMA BEBIĆ
autor: DonTravolta, 13/05/2023
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There’s no need to watch the bridges that we’re burning(it’s running again)
The bitterness is a lowest sin
A bitter man rots from within
I’ve seen his smile, yellow and brown
The bitterness has brought him down
Punk songs, I thought that they were different
I thought that they could end
No, no it was a deception
The number of tears and the number of beers
Were dried out and uncounted for a number of years
No, it’s not getting better, man.. It’s just getting old
One more minute in this city’s going to give me a breakdown
One more night in this bar is going to give me the blues
An Altima with one headlight out
Slipping sliding spinning around
Joanie I’m going to take care of you
