10-4 Eleanor piosenki

My frustration is a product of biotic routine, And so is the faith that puts you down on your knees. You can sail that ship the width of oceans and sounds, But you can't ignore the truth when the boat runs aground. Your delusion keeps a plastic smile slap...

Sit down if it suits you, darling. Pour yourself a drink. Because nothing gets you down when you're too drunk to think. I've got a two ton iron weight that weighs heavy on my spine. I'd love to toss it on this table. But now is not the time. It's too late to...