All the citys all the books I have
I can burn it..
I can burn it..
All the citys and all the books i have
I can easily burn it
Cauze the evil is behind me
This is hard alone in a room
To go where
Traveling with some kind of feelings..
This is hard alone in a room
To go where
Traveling with some kind of feelings..
Crushed by winter
Month of january
All faces felt down
Right in front of me
What else to say ?
Where else to go ?
What else to say ?
All the guns and political moods
I can easily hold them in my hands
And burn it..
Burn it..
All the guns and political moods
I can easily hold them in my hands
And burn it..
I can burn it..
Cauze the evil is behind
This day is hard alone in a room
To go where traveling with some certain feelings
Certain feelings…
This day is hard alone in a room
To go where traveling with some certain feelings
Certain feelings…
Crushed by winter
Month of january
All faces felt down
Right in front of me
What else to say ?
Where else to go ?
What else to say ?
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