Our kind of road
Me:If something new happens to you, you always think it's cool, F*** you! To me it's glue that will stuck me with you! Oh, you! You: But you know it can be true! Me: Oh! I know it can't be true! You: But you know that's not the truth! I: Now I know! Me: Oh I know it's possible with you! You: If something new happens to you, you always say it's weird to you! If you waited for something so cool with you it's deceiving you! Me: But I know it can't be truth! You: No you don't, cause you are fool! Me: imagine this is the truth?!!! I: Now I know! You: Oh I know it's possible, with you! Me: I need a place to hide! You: But this place his mine! Me: I need a place to run (I:Out of TIME), run out of time, because... Cause we know it's time, the kind of roads which's ours! And we know we'll have to walk... ...A long time!
