Sometimes I would like to live an ordinary life.
Youth in exchange for a mottled, as transient it.
Man is a complex animal, but has a simple search.
It seems that you can't have both growth and happiness.
They often end up being the people they hate the most.
Fantasy with wonderful love, even in the crevice of survival.
Always the more frustrated the more brave, but the more brave the more frustrated.
Looking back at myself, I became timid and cowardly.
I became, an impulse, regret,
But there is no way to recover, empty sad people.
You're, in disappointment, pushed away,
Floating, like a boat, there is no home for the soul.
The world kisses me with pain and wants me to sing in return.
I said, well, it's just one more time.
I'm a man, with a knife, running at you,
But again, the people who are shouting and running away.
You are the one who comes to me in tears,
Face, smile, fearless soul.
See the flowers bloom into the sea, wait until this miss disaster.
Who will come from the rain, wash away this earthly dust.
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