Go ahead still the way to the man With all the sadness you laugh again Dama on my tattoos I dont want to live my story Go ahead still open the way With all the sadness you laugh again Daddy on my tattoos I dont want to live my life Busy Both good and patient with a single feather with people away from any way Neither the story nor the story of the story neither the sex of the alive nor the living installment The legs of the feet but your heart Ethics is always a way to get one tali Well, but you say what is to be the sound of your brand Face Telpie in the foot of the foot and the lemma of all the saucepan and you say this is a young tasting
Go ahead yet the way to the man all the sadness you have The man With all the sadness you laugh again Daddy on my tattoos I dont want to live my story.
I am a cigarette box when the wall was All night until morning was my friend I still paid my world Hard Life Flowers? ? A guitar of a cigarette a wake -ups song The defeat of the love or good moments of meeting Dadashi for me I am a young man of unemployed I was a second role of the actress I was a myth and my life. Belly Received to dream you I am going to burn the bottom of the yarn I am a wet needle wet under the rainfall. Liz under the world The world is remembering us My story Go ahead the way you still open the way With all the sadness you are laughing again Dama on my tattoos I dont want to live my story my story
Be a fist we do not claim The hero of the stories is a burnt chest like us Knight Be a story, not love storyteller In the Fent Swan Be true to the real horn of Dave whatever you are, dont be convinced.
