Visaci Zamek
strategicky ustup
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Strategic Retreat
Time: 3:05
I finished the bottle and threw it behind me,
shards of glass stung me from behind,
whoever had wings flew into the sky, the sky burst with laughter. our hand is on the doorknob,
I look around one last time before I panic.
I gathered the straps and glued them back,
the emptiness in them stung my eyes,
certainty disappeared through the back door,
Laughter continued to fall from the sky.
Let's clear the positions, we already have our hand on the handle,
I look around one last time before I panic.
We clear the positions, we already have our hand on the handle,
I look around one last time before I panic.