I'll never be the man like you
I never couldn't find what's your truth
You have to lie for all your way
Even uder oath,
it doesn't metter what u say.
You always want to bring me down
It seems to me this makes you fun
But night is coming and gives me time
To break your bike and cross the line.
Tomorrow you'll wake up om dump
This is the place u'll have to be found
With all your fucking promoses you proud
For pleasure of the greedy croud
Chrorus:
Hey, don'r cry, no metter how u die
You can try to say to me godbye
Maybe I'll fogive yourself today
Or maybe we'll play and play, and play...
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© Copyright: Вероника Аксёнова, 2013
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