В колонках играет - Poets of the Fall - Carnival of Rust
Настроение сейчас - Вчерашнее не выходит из головы

It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed
All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need
I lust for after no disaster can touch us anymore
And more than ever, I hope to never fall, where enough is not the same it was before...

Пойду на них пожалуй 29-го.