...gut, dann kann ich ja jetzt mein Profil zurücksetzen.
"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...
Halt die Fresse, du von den Göttern verdammter Säufer. Kann man Alkohol nicht verbieten, damit solche Spinner nicht mehr mitten in der Nacht draußen rumgröhlen können?
Merkwürdig... die idioten singen immer am besten. und er performt wenigstens frei und sieht doch ganz gut aus... :^3
"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."