I tears for somebody's painful memory
In a doom clean-up people's duty
Brush my shoes
And I Brand-new clothe on
Steps toward the wind
They was a mighty
And their wish an ugly
Hey,Franklin
Do you lend me bills
What to dig I ?
If,
Open the letter when my read
Did you watery eyes turned me
That's a fantasy
Foolish fantasy in a small world
The gamemaster came at the day of fake glorious
Dirty as crow
Nobody want to true answer
That's a sweetness
Sweet as a synthetic sugar of cakes
Are you right？
Are you right all？
Why did never knock on me？
Your shapes still couple ever
Down the rain
But my heart cry to dry
Time was early
rain was lately