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My promise


My promise to you
Is living today,
Must be large and new,
But I`m not see
It today...
My promise to you
Loves you tonight,
But I`m going in this future
Not with you
And all must die
for you
My hands are in pain
My promise to you goes fuck you...
And this you on drugs me see...
And this you like a sad toys talk with me...


Were days, we have personal road to july,
Were days, we have silver key from the moon,
My promise... kiss in you eyes...
My promise... nothing don`t see you fears...

We are the way of logic of sky
Were quite young for this summers
And this summer we fly
And we fly in hearth this fire


Were days, we have personal road to july,
Were days, we have silver key from the moon
My promise... kiss in you eyes...
My promise... nothing not see you fears...

But i kill the dreams...
And seems... forever...

you must go on...
I love... you remember...


Tanayzer