races across her lips It's no surprise, it's just what it predicts My fate is sealed shut by the dice it picks So I shook my magic eightball (woah oh
Превод: Импоссиблес. Еигхтбалл.
Hi we're The Impossibles from Austin, Texas I hold the future in my fingertips My destination races across her lips It's no suprise, it's just what
