fucking

Lovers are today riding the streets in fancy cars they are
Going their ways through dark alleys and shades some of them
Pregnant and some of them violently
Beaten down scattered apart seems as if they

Two lovers think about
Each other and drink
Something they have but
They will not meet so they
Just look at nothing
Ness and pretend that they
Are as to be

Don’t cry for them
Oh but why should you be
Cause no one really
Cares about other’s
Feeling and how
Could they really
Be honest shall
We never will
Know