my world
:::my world:::
where is my world?
where is my hand?
o realy I try to understand
all this sorrow,
all my pain.
couse everybody acts so vain.
Where is my hand?
give back my blade!
I wont make an aid.
away I will go!
you're gonna have to deal,
I'm just like a weel
I go round an round,
until I revuse
couse of all the abuse
Please try to understand,
give back my world!
give back my hand!
where is my world?
where is my hand?
o realy I try to understand
all this sorrow,
all my pain.
couse everybody acts so vain.
Where is my hand?
give back my blade!
I wont make an aid.
away I will go!
you're gonna have to deal,
I'm just like a weel
I go round an round,
until I revuse
couse of all the abuse
Please try to understand,
give back my world!
give back my hand!
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| Auteur: wendela van Rhee | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 06 november 2002 | ||
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