Long live the boy, they showered with stones
And long live the girl, who gave him the world
To fragile to ask, he bought her a rose
So delicate and beautiful as he saw her
But her answer was no
These things don't always make sence
Although we struggle we might lose again and again and
We go through life in pieces
To find out where they fit
And although the years increases
Just know that there's a bit
Of life thats more sence
Called family and friends
Long live the man, who hated his job
A beautiful tragedy of misery
But he never gave up
Whatever it takes
We always push on
There's beauty in life and when you find it
The questions are gone
These things don't always make sence
Although we struggle we might lose again and again and
We go through life in pieces
To find out where they fit
And although the years increases
Just know that there's a bit
Of life thats more sence
Called family and friends