Happy are the people around
They fail to understand
Whats there this vision beyond
How cruel the thoughts are
To hate,
Love for them seems to be so far
I wish I could understand every moment
To love,
But all I'm left with is strong lasting comment
Happy are the people around
No matter how much u care
all for them u'll just be a sound
To forgive or to forget
Is all de past, they kill u stab u
n leave with a smile of no regret
Tomorrow u'll be born
After Dying everyday
Still Life is a unheard song
Happy are the people around
But it's the time they realise
What goes around comes around
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