She is sad,
Just like a childhood day gone bad,
So,
As she sits in front of the computer,
And type these words that rings into her left ear,
Just like a childhood day gone bad,
So,
As she sits in front of the computer,
And type these words that rings into her left ear,
The world is bad
I wish I was seven
And think of heaven
Then I would draw a cat
Just like that
Irisz Agocs