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Yesteraday is a wrinkle on your forehead. Yesterday is a promise that you've broken.
Don't close your eyes. Don't close your eyes.
This is your life. And today is all you've got now.
And today is all you'll ever have.
Atgādina? Un šis?
We were meant to live for somuch more. Have we lost ourselves?
Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open.
Maybe we're bent and broken.
*And everything inside screams for second life mood: tukš kuņģis, pilna galva music: - |