Go away from me, away!
Away with your truth,
Away with your thoughts and your ways.
No matter what you hold in hands -
A rose or a noose.
We look at each other the same,
With despise and wreath.
Let everyone choose his own path.
Later the fate not to blame.
I put myself in your shoes -
You're dark to the bone.
Go away with your rules,
I've got my own
Sep 16, 2016
Sep 16, 2016 at 6:30 AM UTC
Go away from me, away!
Away with your truth,
Away with your thoughts and your ways.
No matter what you hold in hands -
A rose or a noose.
We look at each other the same,
With despise and wreath.
Let everyone choose his own path.
Later the fate not to blame.
I put myself in your shoes -
You're dark to the bone.
Go away with your rules,
I've got my own
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