Ditch with no clue
The hurry for fear to miss the show
I don't mind it coming to an end
Is like yesterday's over
Burning flesh,
"It's me, not you"
Whee!
I'd take to the wind if I was you.
Your lips, your eyes, your kiss
They'll stick when it's thick
You'll call her name
Can't you see it in my eyes?
And at each social gathering, a flowing bowl I??Ôä
I feel empty inside
An invitation to a nightclub for some minglin
Or ya brother too
Semakin kurasa keagungan ini
does it ever start feeling better
No se vivir ya conmigo
when shifting passages set free