I went out to the road
And I have nowhere to go
I always heard
That this world was small
The path of thorns
I saw a bed of roses
To get there
I need a little more time
I need a great love
I need money, I need humor
I want to kill at will
While I am healthy and age
Doing a bit of everything
Keep the soul
To be able to win my world ღ
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