I don't have motive to be against anymore
I'm not indocile, i admit defeat
Like cat in a sack
I roam in the dark
Alone in blind alley
And i admit defeat
Ref.
These days everything smells on autumn
And i will be again goofy and rapturous
Nonsense, only nonsense
But where further only God knows
I don't have motive to be against anymore
I'm not indocile, i admit defeat
Like cat in a sack
I roam in the dark
Alone in blind alley
And i admit defeat
Ref. 2x