It's10pm and trembling i didn't hear anymore
The such moans, unresigned,
I go myself to the issue of my room i didn't imagine that would be so serious
She was all hurted herself and that individual beat her like a blow sack,
I learned about love were distressing me
An agony wasted me away and i was in sleeplessness all those scenes repeated themselves so slowly,
And i wasn't that beautiful boy yet
Neither to my mother nor anybody i knew the violence thoroughly, i also was beaten and humiliated so,
There are no pretty words of consolation
Because my own wounds i heal them myself
Everything happended in my house and my best memories
It was when my father taught me how to give the first steps to drive a bike
With suffering, aches and my memories seem to torment me however,
I'm not a coward,
I just wanted to breath better and try to understand that stars from the sky.
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It's10pm and trembling i didn't hear anymore
The such moans, unresigned,
I go myself to the issue of my room i didn't imagine that would be so serious
She was all hurted herself and that individual beat her like a blow sack,
I learned about love were distressing me
An agony wasted me away and i was in sleeplessness all those scenes repeated themselves so slowly,
And i wasn't that beautiful boy yet
Neither to my mother nor anybody i knew the violence thoroughly, i also was beaten and humiliated so,
There are no pretty words of consolation
Because my own wounds i heal them myself
Everything happended in my house and my best memories
It was when my father taught me how to give the first steps to drive a bike
With suffering, aches and my memories seem to torment me however,
I'm not a coward,
I just wanted to breath better and try to understand that stars from the sky.
The such moans, unresigned,
I go myself to the issue of my room i didn't imagine that would be so serious
She was all hurted herself and that individual beat her like a blow sack,
I learned about love were distressing me
An agony wasted me away and i was in sleeplessness all those scenes repeated themselves so slowly,
And i wasn't that beautiful boy yet
Neither to my mother nor anybody i knew the violence thoroughly, i also was beaten and humiliated so,
There are no pretty words of consolation
Because my own wounds i heal them myself
Everything happended in my house and my best memories
It was when my father taught me how to give the first steps to drive a bike
With suffering, aches and my memories seem to torment me however,
I'm not a coward,
I just wanted to breath better and try to understand that stars from the sky.