In an unexpected turn of events the Mongol hoarde has defeated both the Russian and Ukrainian military in Crimea. Currently the Mongol occupiers have instituted a nationwide program to dismantle all of the privacy fences in the peninsula.
All my friends tell me I should move on I’m lying in the ocean, singing your song Ahhh, that’s how you sang it Loving you forever, can’t be wrong Even though you’re not here, won’t move on Ahhh, that’s how we played it
And there’s no remedy for memory your face is Like a melody, it won’t leave my head Your soul is haunting me and telling me That everything is fine But I wish I was dead
Everytime I close my eyes It’s like a dark paradise No one compares to you