Days go, another come
But no one knows from what we run
Destiny is a hope, of no certain but death
I went to my funeral, long time ago I guess
All I can remember is that regret
No weep no tears,
No cries, have heard
I wonder; how bad I lived
No game, no cheat
No friends or love
With empty hand I came
With empty one I left
Fought hardly I tried
But no one knews, what makes me to death
I still remember, every look in her eyes
Like yesterday I looked
OH! My tender gives me the shots
Make me stop to remember
And let’s leave it out;
No suffer any more,
Just love … amour
She decided …. She left
Any way…
Behind the story still something had missed
My tender please, gives me the scotch!
Let’s leave out that way;
“I rather go than to stay”
That was the last I heard she say
My tender ‘pulls ahead’ the glass
Send me to the last
Please, do it again
No one has my game
But I won’t remember
No hurts or pain
Keep it soft that way
Till hardly can fit
To blind my mind
Give me the affection,
And take it another time
If suffer my look, I’ll never regret
However my tender Love ‘tears us apart’,
Still all the story about
Be carful my lovely tender, be wear
Be apart if you care
From love just stay aside
Bad was my life, since love knocked my door
Crazy the soul became
And mind had being out
Merely I remember;
How bad I have been, before my time had gone
With no thing in hand
And grumpy faces at me looked
As Honest I was,
Every one doors just be locked
No one but me has left in the trunk
Merely I remember;
The ways through we had went
All places where we strolled
Every story, became a story that now is end
But ours my sweet, is an endless one
The last legend people believe in it
I guess
My tender let me tell you my dear;
No place will you ever love,
But the home where early you play their and run
The first home you’ve ever got
Since the age of child’s look
No one you love, like the first one in your life
As virgin keep your self
Like the Marry pray to the God
With your ways wrap it up
With no ‘mess around with some one’
Love the game you play
With certain true you’ll win
Think again and again
Who deserve to gain?
You or the devil out
Remember … remember
The only truth on earth
Is the death
So make whatever you want
Put it up and leave it all
No one knows what it is
Why we need to kill other souls
My tender No thing deserve than proudly death
I guess ……
Thousandth of people I had met
Every body with ego, always not to be fit
Some of whom I remember
Love to fall in shits
Others I was thinking how sweet is their looks
But neither those nor the else
Can make you feel the happiness come down to earth
They just want you smile as fake
With an opened mouth to live
No mind, no soul or better your death
Only they can eat
And the orphans to be dead
All they want is money in pot
No one care for the rest
Oh! My dear tender, give me spirit if you have
No one knows when the time arrive,
But we all knows, however long it takes
Sure is to come
No doubt in such
As long as no rush
I am about to live at ‘full blast’ to last
And miserably should being left
Bartender! Give me the sweet shots you have
I am thirsty to the old spirits in fist
What a pitiful, is to stay thinking of death
Apparently it comes, so let’s have some fun
And tomorrow when come
We Gonna sing a welcome song
And play for the angle’s our best
The lovely song he loves
Neither being late at night
Nor the early bird on the earth makes you out of death
Oh! Tender just let’s drink
From the soul of the angles
Mixed with that spirits up
When the sun is about to rise
Just let me know if I still
Who knows what is well
Rather call the numbers
And the director will work it out
Oh my tender I forgot
From long time ago I went from the life out
Look me up,
The grave is the home
Where like me live
As all is left
But only who loves still
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