Viol

Strange note willed away for years
And I won’t, I won’t know how long
Won’t know how it’s supposed to go yeah
And all these pages and all these wages are just lost capitol
The more you want the less you get
The more you want the more against now
If I contest now
Cold start low machine here lies a Man who could not take it, could not take it
anymore
Lost these mazes and through these crazes
Protect your aces and hear you’re praises
And all thes pages and all these wags are just lost capitol
You’ve only got one hour
Give you no warning