Straight up, no ice

09 junho 2006

Unreal or The believing teory

You may cover me with gold
but i'll be worthless

You may paint me with flowers
but i won't be beautiful

You may teach me to smile
but i'll be sad

You may think me brilliant
but i'll never really shine

It's only me...
Not Heaven nor Hell
Not Good never Evil
Nothing you could understand in your life time.
Nothing i could explain in mine.

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