27 November 2005

"It's a Little bit of Taste"

Doesn't matter too much daydreaming
Everyone pretend not tired
Doesn't matter you're so outtasight
Everyone's think behind

Forgiving unforgivable, tell me where's your pride
Bless for your soul, fooling gloom
Take away, no way home

Being cold, Being mad, Being sharp to me
It's a little bit of Taste, don't waste the day
It's a little bit of Taste, don't waste the day

Doesn't matter if i was in hell