*just in a minute*
Just in a minute
I’ll drown your dirty wings
Turn the world into something new,
No better view
A good feeling, hide no secrets
One minute without fairs
Then there’ll be nice appealing
Even a minute is to much to asked
‘cause people are to busy,
with themselves
Our look seems to be more important than our world
The individual needs to be more perfect
What happend to the group
There has never been one, I guess
It’s time to create
When are we people notice that,
when there’s no world,
there’ll be no one
All the selfish people
I’m going to bury them a live
Well done
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| Auteur: *..stik..* | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: fox_bert | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 14 mei 2005 | ||
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