The Last Dance, W.

Hey Willie

I wish him good luck

Your journey has just begun

And it's dark

You were floating in the river

Pistol to the world

Step by step

To the end of the mind

Oh while the waves are turning to rust

Oh, this is the prettiest color that is very close to the death

It's project

Me

Please forgive

Me

For tearing like a coward

For getting drunk like a fucking stupid cunt

Those works, and you re-common them to me

I would read

Because it doesn't make any sense no more

To the studio, take freak

Oh, this word of perception has messed up their directions

The massive ship sank, while the captains are landing

The deaths is running dry like an empty eye

Like an empty eye

'Cause your body was naked without any clothes at pride

I'm with boy

For theory, like a coward

For getting drunk like a fucking stupid crackle

Wit was chill in your flannels

Are welcome

Gut once hand to turn on his radio

We're just gone, but I'm here it's worth so

I'm the last one who dancing

The last one who's dancing

Wit was chill on your flannels

So welcome

Got one's hand to turn on his radio

With just gone, like I'm hear his words so

I'm the last one who's dancing

The last one who's dancing

Wit was chill on your flannels

So welcome

Got one's hand to turn on his radio

Wit just gone, but I'm here it's worth so

I'm the last one who's dancing

The last one who's dancing

Wit was chill on your flannels

So welcome

Got one's hand to turn on his radio

Wit just gone, but I'm here it's worth so

I'm the last one who's dancing

The last one who's dancing