...And nights pass
That are sad,
Seeing yourself lying in a corner.
If you visit the apartment often,
You will never feel that it is 'the best' '
Live broken among ''living'',
Never scratch the ''best''...
If you have conscience
Mediating unconsciousness,
Your devil of the guard did not fail.
Continue playing walking,
With the tar of some alley,
Go looking straight at the ground,
To rescue yourself on the occasion.
And I always fall
For the same reason,
But today I showed myself to be a loser,
When the sun was already shining on me
On my face, (again),
The vice that stifles riot.

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