Betrayal...hate....rage....it's all because of you.
I should thank the devil for his blessed love...Upgrade you.
And rumors you on the verge of a new merge
His inferiority cannot even crose my selfish way of loving.
I loved...I hate, I'm blessed, I'm not.
Upgrade you.
I'll survive, I've changed, I'm better, stronger, you made be beautiful with rage and hate.
Goodbye. Upgrade you...
No comments:
Post a Comment