The times we had shared the same idealsThe times we had been holding handsNow come to an endNow my hands are crushing your neck.So quick to wash away everything we`ve builtNow my memories fade to blackJust like your face within` my grasp
Skinny / Filter
Close To Home / Get Up Kids
Екатеринблюз / Александр Новиков
Ballad Of Lucy Jordan / Belinda Carlisle
Это не рок /
Smile for the Camera / The Samples
By The River / Vision Of Disorder
High School High soundtrack / Inspectah Deck f U-God, Street Thug
Bloodflow / Smog
When she don`t need me / Townes Van Zandt
Concrete Kingdom / Billy Idol