Monday, March 27, 2006

MY YELL

You like a showpiece
It’s not for sale
You always hard
Result comes that you fail
You gave your finger just for help
All you got is crushed nail
You got piece and harmony
It’s just fiction and tale
You can see everybody
Ringing their bell
You can’t find anyone
To hear your yell
For this circumstance
I can tell
Keep quiet and
Go to hell

See the Sun full of tear
You gotta wonder that I can’t bear
Don’t go far away, please come near
I can’t let you go, oh! My dear

You got your new car
But none to drive
You care a lot
Never got a hi5
You have board heart
Back is stabbed by knife
You wanna be in warmth
You are thrown from tribe
You wanna obey rules
It’s hard to survive
You see big heights
It just makes you dive
You may be thinking
What can I do being alive?
Listen me, what I say?
Blast your fucking life.

See the Sun full of tears
You should wonder how I can bear.
You can’t ignore, you must hear
So common home, oh! My dear

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