You think that is a piece of news
Idea awake you from your dream
Not bad for ever
You comprehend not yet
All around seemed like a good informers
But nobody give you advice
Cause they don't know how you feel down
And they do more harm than good
The ruthlesness is worse, you know it well
She does not care about anothers
Ref: solitude is better for me, you know - you see
Love is for fools, you recognized it late
No time for pleasant words
Confession can't help you
But you drown in tears of hate
It will never stop
No friends help you
Love becomes in hate
But it isn't forever
Peace will rise in your mind
And you conciliate with judgemen