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