In an empty street
I'm trying to buy some feelings
Sadness is confused
Happiness is expensive
Love is dangerous
Lovers are players
if you don't play
they play with you
Hate is cheap
I'm here standing watching
I bought a pen, an paper
Words are free
Just like me
Like a bird
A bird which wakes you up in the morning
Sometimes happy to hear it
Sometimes Angry against it
Just like how I feel about life
Life is a game
Life don't give us the control of the game
So I decided to stay away
I'm too busy to play
My words can not wait anymore
To scream how:
Cruel
Beautiful
life is.
