It's maybe the selfish I know it's wrong The new week without you I'm walking alone The meds can not repair me Long time just killing and beating me off This silence so painful and I’m not deserved This bad news from your letter
Now I can feel you when you doubt And something inside me walks to the rout
Seventy five lives halved between us Remember it all from the first to the last.
Couple of things which I trying to find Today is my turn to look and decide What should have you wanna to see Pass cold dry wine through the subtle night Lie down on the floor and please take my sight I hear your heart it's stunning