第1个回答 2014-08-22
You can smell my perfume didn't see my sweat, you have your rules as I choose you deny me now I decide my future you laugh at me nothing at all not to love I pity you always wait for you can despise our young we will prove who is this era is doomed lonely dream travel the road without doubt and ridicule but so what even covered all over with cuts and bruises to live the beautiful dream is doomed lonely travel the road without doubt and ridicule but so what even covered all over with cuts and bruises too beautiful to live for my own generation language