Won't you forget about me when I'm gone? Reproduction of death drags us all along Close your eyes, pretend that nothing's wrong Won't you forget about
Tulkojums: Starptautiskā trokšņa Sazvērestības. Reproducēšanas Of Death.
won't you forget about me when I'm gone, the reproduction of death drags us all along close your eyes and pretend that nothing's wrong, won't you forget