when my head is full of crap
i just need to grab a pack
this whole life full of shit
but i just cant quit
i will be home again
i am sick of perfection
cause me being a misearable person
only Lord knows well
how to conquer this world of hell
but I will be home again
I need to be happy...
I must be happy....
Who can create happiness?
If it is not from us
Life is just hell of short minutes
Just get out of this mess!
So I guess we are blessed
We are need to be happy...
We must be happy...
Lord knows well...
Lord knows well...
(on my mind, while I am so misearable....but I will always back home..just grab a cup of coffee and everything will be ok).
No comments:
Post a Comment