I know the song has been written already It's not gonna stop me from writing again Not gonna lie I don't really wanna live I'd rather be honest than impressive
A simple boy of common strain A low-bred without class Soil his name and apir at him Just launch and turn away A little boy who's lost his pride A little
Перевод: Напоминание о смерти. Нищие вальс.
La mort m'attend comme une vieille fille Au rendez-vous de la faucille Pour mieux cueillir le temps qui passe La mort m'attend comme une princesse A
I know the song has been written already It's not gonna stop me from writing again Not gonna lie I don't really wanna live I'd rather be honest than