rumble subsided. I went on stage.
Leaning against the doorjamb,
I catch back in Echo,
What will happen in my lifetime.
I was instructed dusk night
Thousands of binoculars on the axis.
If only you can, Abba,
Take away this cup by.
I like your idea of a stubborn
And I agree to play this role.
But now there is another drama,
And this time, fire me.
But the schedule laid out action,
And the inevitable end of the road.
I am alone, all drowning in hypocrisy.
live life – not a bed.