My father's time is not the truly time
He’s just a running truck
through the wild
Till he comes home
Moonlight shine is flat as a knife
Through the garden
and cut off the lighter fire
Tell me some tricks to avoid sad
No aching plan
Connecting lower Eden and distress
“Avian was born to fly”
My textbook said
But why are we‘ve being squeezed
My father's time is not the truly time
He’s just a running truck
through the wild
Till he comes home
Moonlight shine is flat as a knife
Through the garden
and cut off the lighter fire
Tell me some tricks to avoid sad
Handicap
Prejudice
Concerto out one-man's
background track
We were born to cry
Proud in desperate
Will you change that solid