With a price upon their heads This is a war sober up But call it what you want The color changes up in the sun Not throwing stones at you anymore Your
, with a price upon their heads. This is a war! Sober up. But call it what you want, The color changes up in the sun. Not throwing stones at you anymore. Your
Превод: Глассјав. Савет Ваш Бартендер.
