Choking on a wishbone In the firing line of lovers Who will never slow down And I won't let you steer Commandeer the atmosphere Since you suggested running
Choking on a wishbone, In the firing line of lovers, Who will never slow down. And I won't let you steer, Comandere the atmosphere, Since you suggested
Превод: Архитектура у Хелсинкију. Јадац.
