Friday, January 4, 2013

2-morrow

I can hear your voice in everything
I’m dead inside and I can’t love again
I’ve left my home and all my friends
My sad soul is something I don’t stand

Hey, life is more than a line
Hey, the things aren’t like you want to be
Baby, today may will rain
But tomorrow is a new day
And I won’t be afraid
Again

Sadness by myself, buy your coffin
The war doesn’t end when I’m over
Just knowing you were a stained lover
Because ‘cry for you’ is only a verb

Hey, life is more than a line
Hey, the things aren’t like you want to be
Baby, today may will rain
But tomorrow is a new day
And I won’t be afraid
Again

I can be a homeless, be homesick and alone
At least, my great structure is my fans and my songs
I can be a homeless, be homesick and alone
At least, my great structure is my fans and my songs

Hey, life is more than a line
Hey, the things aren’t like you want to be
Baby, today may will rain
But tomorrow is a new day
And I won’t be afraid
Again

Be strong or be at a loss.

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