A few more years on the street
Subdivision
We will be rejected
Your eyes say of grief
A few more years on the street
My tears and crying
Youre wrong with you.
Would like to go back to the past
Loving me again, now that will be
Must be one of us.
Listen to my words,
Tomorrow will regret us
Love me again
With that all crazy game
That you have not come with me
Again the gorge for the past
Dont go out because of me at all
Beat the past
The future is low.
Good days in front of me
Just come back crazy
