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Překlad: Atmosféra. To je, jak příběh pokračuje.
till you can't resist Everybody, I say it goes like this Well I was comin' home late one dark afternoon A reporter stopped me for a interview She said she's heard stories
spirit Go ahead and make some ruckus for the hell of it And yell it on the streets about monotonous development Your telling me that this ain't for him right How
laps around the campground and hoofed down the path. I figure you'll return no concern; Ima hold put and try to make this cold wood burn. The wind is
She abandoned me left out in the cold No suprises I guess that's how it goes Sits across from me in a booth in this dive I contemplate how much more I
rock the mic 'til you can't resist EVERYBODY! I said it goes like this See I was comin home late one dark afternoon Reporter stopped me for an interview She said she heard stories
mike til you cant resist everybody, i say it goes like this well i was comin home late one dark afternoon a reporter stopped me for a interview she said she's heard stories
til you cant resist everybody, i say it goes like this well i was comin home late one dark afternoon a reporter stopped me for a interview she said she's heard stories
til the story is told It's a gift; this story is a part of my soul We shouldn't keep fightin', the Earth is our home If we destroy Mother Earth, then
