Easy come, easy go

Mal random straniščne umetnosti.

We sold ideals for selfish dreams,
now everybody's on their own, no more teams.
Yesterday a friend, today he spits in your face,
what the hell happened to this place?

Igranje v zaklonišču je kul. In nujno si moram menjati strune na basu.

P.S. FU