Zpěvník s akordy

I took the bus down Barthust Street and saw where all the lonely people meet down there I sat on a pile of cigarettes and blew icicles with one sharp breath towards you There's black ice, no sign Temper me and temper this, I've tried to fit in everything in a small time The winter brings a heaviness, this weight is a hand over the things I shouldn't say There's black ice, no sign