Apocalypse at my fingertips I can't distinguish what is real I push the plunger and the warm rush begins I'm noddin' off at the wheel Things haven't
Preklad: Kladka. Noddin 'Off.
apocalypse at my fingertips, i can't distinguish what is real. push the plunger in the warm rush begins. i'm noddin' off at the wheel. things haven't
