the shadow of a man alone in the smoke
it's like he's having a completely meaningful time.
and it's like he's saying, ''to hell with you''.
obeying the hatred you want to nurture inside.
and it doesn't bother people like you.
It's as if it never existed, the idea, with the tape rewound, new ones, new ones.
But let me tell you something.
only the defeated win.
My last word to the writers I hang out with in the crazy underground.
Estarabim, estarabim
from right from left, estarabim
ππ½π π
πππππ ππ½π π½πΆπ ππ½πΎπ ππ»π πΆπππ π½πΆπ ππ½π π
π½πππΎπΈπΆπ π
πΎππΈπ.
