Shorter sleeps make more cigarette-ends
There is a thing that. I want to tell.
The hard way. In despair. I ran away
There is only this place to me.
Don't have to look at me so coldly!
Leave me! Get off! Give me a break!
I've got a cold. and Not enough time.
So I just can't seem to hang out.
and I will work hard tomorrow.
Journey has just begun. Strange
Don't have to look at me so coldly!
Leave me! Get off! Give me a break!
I will not be forced on others.
Don't have to look at me so coldly!