I've been occupied
seeking the meaning of life,
reading it was forty-five
now, it doesn't matter,
so bare is the matter
I don't count the stars,
not even the scars
anymore.
I've been occupied
seeking the meaning of life,
reading it was forty-five
now, it doesn't matter,
so bare is the matter
I don't count the stars,
not even the scars
anymore.