Undienied.
Just like a fool looking for a reason
Just like a fish trying to fly.
My steps goin' drag the ground and raise dust,
Pushin' out thousand stones, to the sky
Where never gonna keep in (everything what raises, gonna get down someday).
I feel so big (and pig,haha)
But so scared small...
I want to hide my kindness
wanna walk away.
One thing, and everythig stop.
One -more- thing and now is turn around.
Many thing about one thing.
(So) Many thing, for my little and kind body (I'm a creep).
- hands bleeding|can't support this miss -
Just another hand. That's all. No, I'm talk about this hand.
Note from the editor: Your english sucks!
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Now I know it's either them or me
So I'll bury every clue
And every kind of memory
With strings that tie to you
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