I'm so in love with you baby, I'm so in love with you

Oh you might want to tell me if I’m wrong
You may wish to say before too long.
Save it till I’m done, cos’ you’re not the only one.
Oh everyone can tell me when I’m gone.

Oh you might hear of things you don’t agree
And you’ll form your own opinions about me.
Please save it till I’m done,
I can’t be the one they want.
Oh everyone can tell me when I’m gone.

Oh oh…

I took some time to wonder about life
I’d been hoping this year would turn out right.
You know there’s something more, yet you’ve seen this all before.
Maybe everyone will see this when I’m gone.

Oh oh…

It’s been a while since I last prayed to GodA departure from grace, I’d fallen hard.
With everything aside I really messed it up this time.
I hope everyone will save it till I’m done.

Oh oh…

I hope someday you’ll see I’m not who I used to be,
Then everyone can tell me when I’m gone

At this moment
放下一切让思维做个反省一点不大不小的举行不管什么要求都能够履行这一刻不需要太多的礼仪又发了脾气把喝剩下的酒瓶都摆放整齐世界的灵感很挫败把握不好时好时坏的状态就像是还没明白懵懂去错爱Bitch 多了才知道要进入新的时代
妈妈回家赶紧进入状态再和兄弟们进入rap showtime冬天的生活需要更加别致不是我干的也不要过多解释我还是我 peace 不喜欢政治
在大理闲的时间太多需要做点事音乐喜怒哀乐时打开方式

Let it go, everything,
Let the thinking do a reflectionNot big or small,
No matter what the request, all can be fulfilledDon’t need much etiquette at this moment,
Lost his temper again.Arrange all the remaining wine bottles neatly,The inspiration of the world is frustratedGood and bad state,
It’s like I haven’t understood yetIgnorant, and love wronglyThere a too many bitches, so we have to go into a new era
Mom is getting homeSo let’s be goodIt’s rap showtime with broLif in winter needs to be more chicI dinde’t do it
So i don’t explain anythingIm stille me, peace, I don’t like politics
Too much free time in Dali,
You have to do something
Happy angry sad, just a way to open your life

I'd like to stay
with you one more day
But i must take leave of all
all these sons of god
Your morning sun goes down at noon
stare at the light who blinds you soon
wish I could say
i never hurt you one day
sweet sister dew
your eyes painted blue
Your morning sun goes down at noon
stare at the light who blinds you soon

Noise,
It's my own and private secret garden

a dark and serious land i dont wanna share
it's all in tension, spit and violence,
and not a fuckin danceflour
how, how can you stand a drummer dressed as a banana on stage
it's fucking killing me
show me some mean and cold face musicians,

yelling at people,
keeping it real
aaaah, Time is running out and i
aaaaaaaah , i've got to feed my family