Devil makes his money on the small moves
Sometimes, we remember our bedrooms
And our parents’ bedrooms
And the bedrooms of our friends
Then we think of our parents
Well what ever happened to them?
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
Bit će tu svačega!
autor: DonTravolta, 23/09/2022
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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
Uslovna sloboda
When I was a kid I saw a light
Floating high above the trees one night
Thought it was an alien
Turned out to be just god
Take a lonely look, for my sake! It’s a tragedy!
Honestly I’ve been a couple people
No one that I’d want to be again
I’ve dressed up like a husband
I’ve witnessed like a preacher
But maybe this is who I’ve always been
