Jan 31 2008
In the locked room
People sailing nowhere
with the sails of drugs
without love && full of hate
when the days are passed
People of normality
people of bad luck
you who have no reason
to kill and to hurt
Them who never suffer
in your eyes there’s glass
you are knowing nothing
about “Grzesio”’s arse
with the sails of drugs
without love && full of hate
when the days are passed
People of normality
people of bad luck
you who have no reason
to kill and to hurt
Them who never suffer
in your eyes there’s glass
you are knowing nothing
about “Grzesio”’s arse
