I was stand up in the down street
While I'm chewing gum
You pass by me
I keep a warming gun
As if he had drunk a Campari
Maybe it means that I will die of love soon
It won't make a difference if I get drunk
Whether depression erodes
Stay here for me to feel wanted
I am one who has spent in his hand
What a bad luck for me 'cause he likes my touch
He even dispenses rachel
Only for us to do our homework
From there I took my own glass
And I've got a fun
Just to get a rest and to get rid of stress
Fuck if I'm sitting on the sidewalk of the nearby
If he doesn't like me
Everything goes by
Maybe it means that I will die of love soon
It won't make a difference if I get drunk
Whether depression erodes
Stay here for me to feel wanted
I am one who has spent in his hand
What a bad luck for me 'cause he likes my touch
He even dispenses rachel
Only for us to do our homework
