What doesn't kill us make us stranger!
What doesn't kill us make us stranger!
What doesn't kill us make us stranger!
You do not know where are they from,
Sometimes you lie you did that cave.
You still enjoy painting them all,
So scary image do you have.
Your knives scarp you simply,
They are stronger than you!
You'd made a Scarface,
Didn't know what to do?
You are a scarecrow!
You are a scaremonger!
Can not be scared off!
Go SCAT!!!
Go SCAT!!!
Go SCAT!!!
Go after the soul is your favorite deed.
You still can't forget to woke up every night
Have you slept ever? - asked I.
You answered: indeed!
There is no place in you for white light!
[negative]
A Scarface
© Copyright: Владимир Буряков, 2009
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