понеделник, 15 август 2011 г.

Infected


„I can't get it out of me
It's breathing Inside of me
It's reaching inside of you
You're feeling affected
You're being infected
It's just like a cold
A kiss on your lips
Now you're taking control
I feel like a criminal
I'm falling apart
We're leaving for Venus
In a getaway car
there's no one can save us
There's no need to try
I'm looking for saviors before they all die“
Paul Van Dyk