Patiesībā tas bija kautkāds treks, bet nu kad dullums no galvas izgājis, tas man šķiet galīgi truls, stulbs un neskanīgs..
«..iedoma..»
«Sunday morning, I'm waking up. Can't even focus on a coffee cup. Don't even know, whose bed I'm in. Where do I start, where do I begin?»
The Chemical Brothers