I’m ugly and old,
Me feelings are sold,
I hate my life, give me a knife,
I gonna do a suicide,
‘Cause I’m very black inside.
Today I’m laying on the ground,
And I can’t hear any sound.
I’m alone, I nee new home,
Because I’m crying every day,
That is my lovely price to pay.
Who cares if I gonna die,
All you can do it’s just to lie.
Feelings
© Copyright: Лейла Салиева, 2003
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