Dear Diary, I must relate you all my life There where I live, I die In the future, I would try To don't be more shy That's here when I must Tell my feelings and push For trying to find the door Who could stop my fuss
When I must note my life I often give it three pounts five I'm sorry babe, but it's the time To leave away 'cause I must die When I must note my life I often give it three pounts five
Once Again, I have enough to hear A lot of lies next my ear That's for this I name you dear Instead to insult you as the teenagers I'd want wipe from the world Not anymore waitin' on the door Not anymore sufferin' anymore But... ...Understand why I'm the clue
When I must note my life I often give it three pounts five I'm sorry babe, but it's the time To leave away 'cause I must die When I must note my life I often give it three pounts five
I have enough I want wipe Of the world Not anymore respectin' the rules Who do of this world a rip
When I must note my life I often give it three pounts five I'm sorry babe, but it's the time To leave away 'cause I must die When I must note my life I often give it three pounts five
Date de dernière mise à jour : 2021-07-05
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