Παρασκευή, 6 Ιουλίου 2007

I've got some kind of hate


Your gun stands frozen in front of me
tryin' to set my destiny.
You look at me with your wet eyes, sayin'
sorry for all your pathetic lies,
There's no other way you think,
but to utterly erase my memory n' blink
to the new day without a me,
just you with your friends n company
cryin' over my dead body
n regret for all the shit you told about me,
your shortie,yeah that's me lyin'
on the rotten fruits that fell down on my coffin
somewhere, i don't know, I've lost my roots.
I lay naked lettin' my soul escape n wait
for a wonder to happen, but no, this is the real thing,
this is my perfect shitted destiny.

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