'Cause I try improve myself and there's not change yet my nature bring-me a better guns, but I don't know what to do living like a machine dirty around factory wanna rape-me hoo rest! every is proud of the great blind a whore kissing garbage. There's no blow
Spring is Dying
seems so difficult to know yourself Through a simple song (yet) the nature shows us we are suicide leaving blood lose exploring like a machine come underground pretend not hate it will test! the body never proved the best wine you're whore kissing garbage. slow birth
