I am too listening to the soundtrack of the moment If your life is based on the reality Listen to you Life in the middle of the Syntean I am not a stranger nor a stranger I am repeated again if the time comes back My Life Listen to your life I will repeat it again if the time comes back I am not regretted nor ashamed of me I am a fever world I created my own world It takes time to last in my first birthday to the last death I am the first to come Page Back Tell her without core that finds me in the depths of her childs thinking Let her put it back I chose to pain and grow Even in winter like green and fresh cedar I have to make a fish in my face I told you to Youre in Rostami in an empty Shahnameh We are different I am outsourced and you A bread at the day -to -day rate like the rest of the I think in fashion My life at any moment is both a route and my destination Tonight I sleep ten years ago and I write that I began to produce The same egg culture that I sacrifice I am limited to time and place I am solved in the middle of the stupidity of the people I am happy to die one day Ken Just go to the silence to make it again I want to turn the plate or color the color on the wall My finger on the collate because the root of the problem is I am resident of this root I never tell me hip hop
