• гостевая
• правила
• внешности
• магазин
• банк

No, for me (Just run it back, give me five whole minutes, I am) (thick tar on the inside burning)
It's still the autumn leaves (I've got a ghost in the hallway grinning and a)
(Heavy head that won't stop turning) these ancient canopies
(If my fate is a bad collision and)

(So if your wings won't find you heaven)