Wednesday, June 4, 2008

1981 John Deere Liquifire

× Don't U Ever Stop ×


x Do not U Ever Stop x


You have chills with fear at night,
Let go away, you'll be fine.
The moments of sadness can bring you down,
Remember the word FOR. Let us speak slowly

a story that nobody knows.
I can not tell how he plays, but you're not alone. That feeling
unforgettable, these doubts, I will embrace
strongly and go.

Your flower is blooming in the corner of betrayal.
Honestly, I'm looking forward to the night that can feel.

Never stop. I know, do not stop.
No matter who they are, do not stop, people reflected on their fate.
For I am wounded, maximum longed
While this city lost my way.

I've been living here, counting the nights we spent together.
This is our last love, so let's look at him.
Never stop.

I want to tell secrets.
A unique festival begins tonight, tonight.
I have nothing to lose, I can not go,
will risk everything, let the show begin.

At the end of the alley of your flower doubt is shaking.
is useless to know things without be able to say them.

Never stop. I know, do not stop.
No matter who they are, do not stop, people reflected on their fate.
For I am wounded, at most,
From the day we parted.

Never stop. I know, do not stop.
No matter who they are, do not stop, people reflected on their fate.
For I am wounded, at most,
Let us look at him, never stop.

Are you ready?
Hell, yes.

far the best rapper from Chiba,
Of course you know the answer of No 1 today.
Po Po tries to stop the sound of the siren.
Holding my breath tight truth, growls and stay silent.
Yes, with the Rising Sun flag on our shoulders
Close it, live at Rock style. Becoming
those adults who paint little cool when we were babies.

Never stop. I know, do not stop.
Is there anybody home? Knock, knock, knock.
No matter who they are, do not stop, people reflected on their fate.
Yes, never peer never stop, come, do not stop, baby.
For I am wounded, at most,
Born in 1985, East Asia, with hidden expectations.
From the day we parted.
Never stop.
Let us look at him, never stop.

Para.


... For your sadness ...
~ The same lips that kissed me ... are the ones who made fun of my ~

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