Nothing at all
Try to hide the lines you wrote
And take it all away
Pray for life son
The battle should come soon
Leave down your whining
Leave down your head
Take my world please
For the ones that have died
Times has gone fast
Blood retarded the fight
Clowns jump in the air
Nothing is so good
Nothing is so bad
So everything is nothing at all
Autor(es): Richard Kraus Johnsson
