Избери накъде ще поемеш

“It’s getting late in the game

To show any pride or shame

I just burn a little brighter now.

Burn a little brighter now.”

“And if you ever come across us

Don’t give us your sympathy

You can buy us a drink

And just shake our hands

And you’ll recognize

By the reflection in our eyes

That deep down inside

We are all one and same

We’re clutching at straws still drowning”

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