LYRICS

It will taste bitter it that wounds,
writes with five, but you busy.
was a good, good saw,
tell him to save.Many great is among chicks hit,
only after me will leave defeated.
crazy was that endured,
put end and bye from me.Chorus:
Come, come, first forget,
let it hurt that lost.
then let’s not sleep until three,
thinking to burn, they lose .

he will pray like mad, sad and
understood that missed.
each other, I will taste bitter,
and will weigh that let me go .

geeks of man to do now,
writes with five, does not hold one.
Way give him, but before the end,
tell him, will regret.

It is a hotshot and numbers king, I
first, who goes with thunder.
Put end of my life out,
for such during no.

Chorus: (x2)