I sing for my people, I sing for my friends
I sing for justice, so that the world finally ends
I sing for my father who rests high above
and also for my mother who I deeply love
But as I sing I wonder, what is it for?
when there is no one who sings for me anymore...
I sing for my people, I sing for my friends
I sing for justice, so that the world finally ends
I sing for my father who rests high above
and also for my mother who I deeply love
But as I sing I wonder, what is it for?
when there is no one who sings for me anymore...
Für die Antwort darauf, dass wir uns doch um KHM streiten und schlagen sollten. ;3
Wenn ich mich immernoch von dir angegriffen fühlen würde, hätte ich dich schon längst als "Arsch" oder ähnliches betitelt.
Außerdem bin ich wirklich gestärkt, ja. :7
*happy dance*
"On a rippd piece of paper I write down how I really feel. With my hair tied up losely I start cleaning up my messy room- I am still wavering, searching for something new."
I sing for my people, I sing for my friends
I sing for justice, so that the world finally ends
I sing for my father who rests high above
and also for my mother who I deeply love
But as I sing I wonder, what is it for?
when there is no one who sings for me anymore...
I sing for my people, I sing for my friends
I sing for justice, so that the world finally ends
I sing for my father who rests high above
and also for my mother who I deeply love
But as I sing I wonder, what is it for?
when there is no one who sings for me anymore...
"On a rippd piece of paper I write down how I really feel. With my hair tied up losely I start cleaning up my messy room- I am still wavering, searching for something new."
I sing for my people, I sing for my friends
I sing for justice, so that the world finally ends
I sing for my father who rests high above
and also for my mother who I deeply love
But as I sing I wonder, what is it for?
when there is no one who sings for me anymore...
I sing for my people, I sing for my friends
I sing for justice, so that the world finally ends
I sing for my father who rests high above
and also for my mother who I deeply love
But as I sing I wonder, what is it for?
when there is no one who sings for me anymore...
"On a rippd piece of paper I write down how I really feel. With my hair tied up losely I start cleaning up my messy room- I am still wavering, searching for something new."
Argh, ich WUSSTE, dass er gerade jetzt da angeradelt kommt. xD
Aber... schon Folge 4~ ich freu mich so. <3
Oh, mobben? Ich glaube kaum, dass wir hier irgendwen mobben wollen. Lol. :3
Ich will nur Ruhe und Spaß, nichts weiter.
@Roxy: Ja, ist bei mir auch so... trotz Lockenshampoo und Schaumfestiger und Haarspray etc... nach ner halben Stunde hab ich wieder meine komischen Wellen. xD
"On a rippd piece of paper I write down how I really feel. With my hair tied up losely I start cleaning up my messy room- I am still wavering, searching for something new."