VERSER OF KNOWLEDGE
The sun is shining in the morning world my feed stap on
Through with the yeal of the wind.
Dance's of pen come over me, with the yealing music by verser of knowledge and thousand of lesson.
Ready to stab, every rooms of my mind
But...
Which I do not understand
Why is the friteboard crying and chalk grinning
In the moment of the great lirick
Blow up in the quiet morning
Who was sing by verser of knowledge
Oh.....
He is so sorry
Sorry for kid of nation
Who through him a way
And never ever care for great verser's lirick sound of knowledge.
The sun is shining in the morning world my feed stap on
Through with the yeal of the wind.
Dance's of pen come over me, with the yealing music by verser of knowledge and thousand of lesson.
Ready to stab, every rooms of my mind
But...
Which I do not understand
Why is the friteboard crying and chalk grinning
In the moment of the great lirick
Blow up in the quiet morning
Who was sing by verser of knowledge
Oh.....
He is so sorry
Sorry for kid of nation
Who through him a way
And never ever care for great verser's lirick sound of knowledge.
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