I wanna be a writer,Tell people everything I have,
I want to raise hope
In the eyes of little children,
Tell them to keep dreaming,
And enjoy every moment of their childhood
Before becoming adults.
Cause they’ll wish to be a child once again
But then it’ll be impossible,
There’s no way back.
This life is so scary!
Dead flesh is everywhere!
People exterminate each other.
Dead hearts inside living bodies.
Where is their conscious?!
No regrets, no worries, no nothing!
They’re just like robots
Working as they are ordered
Killing anyone standing in front of them
Gosh! What did those innocent people do?
To die in such merciless way!
Dead flesh is everywhere!
People exterminate each other.
Dead hearts inside living bodies.
Where is their conscious?!
No regrets, no worries, no nothing!
They’re just like robots
Working as they are ordered
Killing anyone standing in front of them
Gosh! What did those innocent people do?
To die in such merciless way!
blood becomes as normal as water,
Nobody cares for the other!
They can pass by a thief killing someone
Without even making any movement.
Instead, they stand there watching that crime!
No one ever tries to save the other.
For real, this life turned out to be an unbearable hell.
Nobody cares for the other!
They can pass by a thief killing someone
Without even making any movement.
Instead, they stand there watching that crime!
No one ever tries to save the other.
For real, this life turned out to be an unbearable hell.
People used to care,
People used to love,
People used to be like one.
But now it’s all over!
They became heartless,
They became careless.
People used to love,
People used to be like one.
But now it’s all over!
They became heartless,
They became careless.
What world we’re living in right now?!
Sometimes I just wish
I was still that little girl
So that the only thing I care about
Are my toys and my small world.
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I was still that little girl
So that the only thing I care about
Are my toys and my small world.
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