for a good cry
for a good memories
for the last cry
and for thurth till ur perfect lies

seems good
when u leave me
so good
when u kill my mind

i call for u now
i wanna scream
loud n loud
rather to commit suicide

after all is gone
means nothing
tommorow still waiting
for a good karma

waiting for u
on the middle of june or july
for a good smile
and for a perfect future

good nite