Softcore The Good From The Bad
apart from the intolerable situation which is interact with people who think that everything is ok I’m finding myself about to explode desperation catches me when I see the sun disappear is impossible to think when what we feel takes the control floating on nothingness I could see in a wasted mirror that shiny ray of light which created this song without any hope I had new happiness those people which in some way they made me to believe again that all the bad times and disappointment too are bitter pills that without wanting everybody has to drink starting again maybe it can be better than carrying on with this that destroyed me the good from the bad is to don’t know the things that are going to come never.
