a boy walking down the street, with an empty head and an empty heart, disappointed with life. but he tries to understand, this might be a masterplan. yes, we’ll never know. god have the answer, so he starts to ask
would it be happier five years later?
will we still together five years later?
life is unfair as we know it. love brings headache, and money controls your mind. government tells lie, religion shoots your eyes. please stop the disease.
would it be happier five years later?
will we still together fiver years later?
you got to hold on till the morning come. flowers grow and the green green grass. you got to believe when you’re down on your knees.
oh baby, don’t bring me down
@ houseoftree, 9/2/11
