How i wish
I never go down that island
The first day i saw you
How i wish
I never look into your eyes
When you talk to me
How i wish
I had miss the first kiss
That am longing to forget now
Maybe i would have become a better man
There you go again
Collecting a jar of heart
Breaking hearts as if they are wood
Killing souls as if it an insects
Tearing love apart, smileing on people pain
Leaveing scare and takeing all emotions
Killing love and putting the bleam on beauty
Robbeing heart of their right and getting away with it
Killing inocent love and calling it a new era
Giveing divorce out and enslaving love
Calling it cevilazation
Pls don't come for me, pls dont look for me
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