Penalty kill ideas may not be
no proper tracking
the writer rocking the cradle.
I bump into the brain hysteria,
I do not get any of the words of the story.
Where is the word of the peaks revolution,
where the life of all the enchantment?
Like a stone, I'd pull the sled
after me, so heavy is
Today the journey tomorrow.
New morning in Joensuu again
is reached, the inside of a
discord, they melody plays.
Where is my morning tea,
where the coffee flows into the pan again?
I woke up too
early, the night was one of the rotation of the
I am inside your war will
I opened, and dissatisfaction
bomb in my eyes the shutter button.
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