I don’t like when it’s rainy
But I joy when the sun doesn’t shine
Sometimes I like this world
but I don’t know
What is the real and what is the true?
I don’t like those people
Who watch and don’t see
Who move and don’t go
Who think and don’t do
What do they living for…?
An’ Why do they living?
Why are they killing me?
What can be use it for…
Morning, I get up and cruse the God; evening, I go in the bed
and
pray to God
Sometimes I like this world
but I don’t know
What is the bad and what is the good?
When the things seems good
You couldn’t know, what will happen tomorrow!
When I begin to like the life I die
I need a love
I need a girl
I need a feeling tonight
But just a dose of cocaine reminds me…
…I’ll die
I just born now and I had to learn
What is the life like now!?
Why do I living? Why do you living?
and, what can be use it for…?