We are the people of third country . . .
Is it our fate of bad luck . . . LOL re LoL
We used a ancient net connecting which . . .
One Step Forward Two Steps Back . . . .
So, What's Wrong With Us . . .
Make us update to fly on the air . . .
Hate the Hot Seat behind the Bus Driver . . .
What can I do? What can I do?
Let me teach some what to do.
Pray some tips or let me finish.
I am your helpless guy nothing can think.
Hold my hands strongly or let me down...
Looking to sky to leave the town.
What happen my friend, you not in touch...??
Don't worry can feel all hurts...
But not mine.
Guitar did not play since childhood,
tunes were always OK, not in mood.
None is around me without the shade
Looking again to my sky, I am fade..!!
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