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A poetical very deep sense (but noone will understand it i presume :D )
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How could this happen
I always checked you out
Never had something
And repaired you through out
But one day you were sitting in front of me
Looking at me always the same way
How could this happen
i cared of you my life long
and what do you do?
You're my rotten toy
My best friend and now you let me down
I will remember those days with you
neverending love
but it wasn't true
I thought it would
but never came to me
Still the same here
you won't answer
my life long talking with a ghost
noone understood
but I well did
it was my last chance
to overcome the lonelyness
I don't know who's the rotten toy here
you or me thats the question
I haven't a life
living for wrong ethic
Noone cares, the moral's dead,
what do I do here
Noone cares of this world
doing whatever he likes
private or not
everybody knows evertyhing
but me
I hope there's hope left
but noone thinks the same
noone cares
but you
I always checked you out
Never had something
And repaired you through out
But one day you were sitting in front of me
Looking at me always the same way
How could this happen
i cared of you my life long
and what do you do?
You're my rotten toy
My best friend and now you let me down
I will remember those days with you
neverending love
but it wasn't true
I thought it would
but never came to me
Still the same here
you won't answer
my life long talking with a ghost
noone understood
but I well did
it was my last chance
to overcome the lonelyness
I don't know who's the rotten toy here
you or me thats the question
I haven't a life
living for wrong ethic
Noone cares, the moral's dead,
what do I do here
Noone cares of this world
doing whatever he likes
private or not
everybody knows evertyhing
but me
I hope there's hope left
but noone thinks the same
noone cares
but you
I thought I was the only one using the telephone effect.
But then I found this site and guess what? We all use the
phone effect.
Anyway, a solid tune - keep 'em coming. Be prolific.