الكلمات الأصلية
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He Said,
So I am an old man
And I have you in my hands
Because I know you well
Give me best of you little kid
The last of your heart Beats
This is the End for You!
All the Time that I Trying to find a Right Way
They push me down and Hurt Whit Killing Pain
The reason to forgive
Who I just don't believe
Simply doesn't Exist
All the Time that I Trying to find a Right Way
They push me down and Hurt Whit Killing Pain
Now that I can have you bitch
Feel there is a hole in
You are my favorite taste
Doesn't matter time we wasted!
I had all my life to say,
To say that I love you
But I was so denied
To say that I love you
But I was so denied
Now that I can have you bitch
Feel there is a hole in
You are my favorite taste
Doesn't matter time we wasted!
Doesn't matter time we wasted!
Doesn't matter time,
Doesn't matter time we wasted!
I always will need some shelter
In my misty days
To exempt me of the storms,
And of the Storms…
And of the Storms…
And of the Storms…
