It's terrible for me to come to a barbecue on a red Ford
Thoughts in my head do not let me sleep. Bad thoughts blow up the brain
Life is too short for you and me to spend it on love
Well yeah I know what you want me to I don't know what you want
The plane was shot down and on me, even if it will be good that the insky cobblestones feet
The night is tomorrow for work at home and not only for me and so on to the east until this moment