Nothing new. Another day of chasing cars and starving people. All of us have targets. Without them we are not important.
Nothing new. Another day of smoking cigs and drinking coffe. Seven hours of cleaning my mind. Few minutes later everything is allright - going back to to these crazy things we just to do.
But what about you? Nothing new? Another day of playing wicked game. Maybe another day will give you answer.
She once believed in every story he had to tell
One day she stiffened took the other side ... i hope
Remember , silly dreams comes true.