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nea, dec 2008

I am here, on this train

Don’t stare at me, coz I don’t wanna look at there

I am here, pioneered to be the first when it was opened

But the box seems hate me

Everyone ignored me, everyone cannot see me

Hey I’m here, why you are so rushy??

I’m hurt, this can is looked as horrible as me

Now Im looking for happiness

I pass the corner, I walk along the way

I stop walking, I see a girl in love, covered in a very pretty smile

That happiness forces me to gain on her

But it comes again, nightmares of mine knock me in times

It was me in a dark cellar room, crying

Now I feel good

I pass this clatter road, I walk along the way

Hey, there are youths, skater boys are laughing

I look at one, the louder one who leaves those

Now I m on his back, so curious with his happiness

But it comes again, nightmares of mine knock me in times

It was me in a dark cellar room, shouting

I feel good

I through this crowded road, I walk along the way

Stare in and out, Over there!!! A happiness!! The little girl is scattering alone

Her chicky dress sounds nice like a lolly

But it comes again, nightmares of mine force me in times

It was me in a dark cellar room, throwing that stuff against the wall

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Now,

I walk along the way

I get something from my jeans

This knive is dirtied bloody

Owh my hand as well

I ditch this bad stuff into the bin

a murmur comes to me

“you are in worse, honey”

but I don’t care

Now I feel good, very good

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