при близком прослушивании в плеере французы не слишком поперли...
Suburban Tribe тоже, похоже, обладают только одной слухабельной песней из двух альбомов. Зато она по тексту оказалась очень в тему.
Как то даже прямо под настроение попала.
I couldn't stay
nothing more for me to say
inside I feel things words can't explain
I won't hurt no more
I built a shockproof exterior
there's so much I can't ever let show
And when the last breath of smoke
is fading into the cold moonlight
there's nothing left to hide but
frozen ashes
when the last breath of smoke
is fading into the cold moonlight
there's nothing left to hide
it's time to leave it all behind
I don't belong
I was told to move along
tried to fit in
I was proven wrong
all the words left unsaid
and all the letters torn up unsent
buried alive in my head