Indians from Singles 7 by Dario Oguić

If you don't believe in God or love but let the fever inside you grow, and you don't see in front of you a man, but gold is all you care about, unfair; there is a word man understands, and it's called kidnapped-damned. And if there's a chance God loves any soul, then you will fall, as "they" believed so, and in other words in another land, you won't notice that until you start to care. Mister conquerer, if you think it's a joke, then look inside not narrow, but broad, because no one so far escaped the hell that went inside another's land; there is a word man understands, and it's called kidnapped-damned. And if there's a chance God loves any soul, then you will fall, as "they" believed so, and in other words in another land, you won't notice that until you start to care.

• Dario Oguić
• Post-punk 2014
• Rock
• dario oguic
• love songs
• melody
• music
• pop
• psychedelic rock
• rock'n'roll
• rock'n'roll 2014
• Croatia