December 2009
2 posts
leave the chaos
in its climatic hour
tears and gore
only serves one justice
let’s get the hell out of here
Saturday morning the sun is high so I can underline All of my hopes to get out from my tears So I, I can brighten Will be sunshine in me I’m living a life inside a broken life Will be sunshine in me I’m living a life inside a blinding life Everyday morning I can play with the sun but I see you again I wanna forget all your lies so I can go ahead, so I am I can’t stand...