What's the point in living if we're all going to...
Why should we even bother, why should we even try...
Osama bin laden,
I hate to say his name...
The sun's shining bright in the sky,
It's a lovely summer's day...
Some days I sit and wonder,
How could you have been gone for so long...
I live for the nights i can't remember with the people i'll never forget. |