Lazy Bastard
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That’s what they call on me
They wont find the truth on me
So...
I just walk the street every fuckin day
Alone...
With nothing to prove!
He’s gone, and there is no tomorrow now.
I just can blaming myself.
He’s dead now.
Murder by the slap of destiny in his desires.
They dont give a fuck for my Sun that i fucked.
‘Cos everytime i think of you it makes me cries just like a baby’.
It’s not a fuckin’ sex i can tell you.
My cries was fucked me myself.
Someone come take a step in the future.
Bring me to see what life all about this day.
Asked me whether i’m ready for life’s adventure.
But i never know what i’ll find out today.
Listen to same bullshit everyday slowly torturing me.
It’s a wonderful world they tell you.
Some asshole try to find some reality.
And then, tears of depression cover your face,
and you come across as a lonely wanderer who locks in pain.
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