Dziesma. Dziesma. Dziesma. novembris. if i told you things i did before
told you how i used to be
would you go along with someone like me
if you knew my story word for word
had all of my history
would you go along with someone like me
i did before and had my share
it didn't lead nowhere
i would go along with someone like you
it doesn't matter what you did
who you were hanging with
we could stick around and see this night through
usually when things has gone this far
people tend to disappear
no-one will surprise me unless you do
it doesn't matter what we do
where we are going to
we can stick around and see this night through