Психолог Зигмунд

You've taken me out of the ordinary. I want you laying me down to the dead and fairy. On the edge of the night, sitting drunk on the line. The angels up in the clouds are jealous, not what we thought. Don't let the world go to the ordinary. You got me kissing the ground from the sanctuary. Tell me what you've done. Well, Lord, return me to die. The angels up in the clouds are jealous, not what we thought. Hopeless hallelujah. Hopeless sight of heaven escapes. Oh, my life, hallelujah. Breathe and take my breath away. I trust you, I will pray for the total of the day. Oh, my, my.