On the other hand, whatever we expect, we are asking for, so...
SHUT THE FUCK UP
On the other hand, whatever we expect, we are asking for, so...
SHUT THE FUCK UP
But, for a certainty, back then,
We loved so many, yet hated so much,
We hurt others and were hurt ourselves...
Yet even then, we ran like the wind,
Whilst our laughter echoed,
Under cerulean skies...