pel maig cada dia un raig
de sobte, tot sembla complicar-se
And I’m feeling tired
And I’m looking slow
And I feel so cheated
But there’s nowhere left to go
Not prepared
Mesh
The point at which it falls apart, 2000
de sobte, tot sembla complicar-se
And I’m feeling tired
And I’m looking slow
And I feel so cheated
But there’s nowhere left to go
Not prepared
Mesh
The point at which it falls apart, 2000