Texty:
Gosling Here Is

I might never understand. Cause something ain't right in the condition of man. Cold clammy pistol. Three-four-five rounds. Seven ancient motives. Six holes in the ground where I'm found. Black moon is

Here is... Here is, here is, here is... Line up the junkies and the white trash Cause here is something that'll last Here is, here is, here is...

You want love, you need love Yes you do, you really do The treetops stand tall and the rain starts to fall as your majesty king of the worms is under

all the stars out of the sky, you'll be Bonnie. I'll be Clyde, and decorate your room with all the lies. So what, do you think there's a chance? Is there

Le paure della gente sono i dolori della vita, le incertezze del futuro, le difficolta! Quando credi di non farcela, puoi trovare un aiuto, se qualcuno