dust into my eyes The dust settles on my skin Making a crust I cannot move in And I'm hovering like a fly, waiting for the windshield on the freeway
dust into my eyes. The dust settles on my skin, Making a crust I cannot move in And I'm hovering like a fly, waiting for the windshield on the freeway
Vertimas: Genezė. Skristi Langų [live].
Vertimas: Genezė. Skraidyklės Langų.
Blowing dust into my eyes. The dust settles on my skin, Making a crust I cannot move in And I'm hovering like a fly, waiting for the windshield on