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...
Alle wählen das bescheuerte Krokodil, dabei kann das gar nichts. Smee ist lieb. :<
Wie viel Mühe er sich immer für seinen doofen Kapitän gibt... bemerkenswert. ;__;
"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."