I’m better of alone.
Somebody’s stolen soul
Was eaten by New Year’s Eve.
Satisfaction is received.
We’d better split up
I’m done to lighten up
My luck I’ve got two hearts
Inside the box of hundred shards
U made me inside out
Outstanding off a crowd
U tell me u love me, son
Now I’m seeing how u gone
I’ll never ever try to
As never ever want to
Is that question of us two
I’m never resting coz of u
Bad memories are coming in
People do some things
They hope I’m having babies
…
Whatever
This really can be better :)
better
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