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‘Cause when the city drops into the night
Before the darkness there’s one moment of light
When everything seems clear
The other side, it seems so near
Sad čekaš sabah sa šejtanom!
At the end of a storm
There’s a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark
autor: DonTravolta, 22/04/2022
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Sometimes the mind, for reasons we don’t necessarily understand, just decides to go to the store for a quart of milk.(and never comes back)
Well, he cursed all the roads and the oil men
And he cursed the automobile
Said; “This is no place for an hombre like I am
In this new world of asphalt and steel.”
How it feels when we fall, when we fold?
Modern girls always have to go
Old-fashioned men always want a mistress
Modern girls always get their way
Modern men dream of what they can’t say
Right? Right? Right? Right? Right?
I don’t belong
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
