That which must die at least I’ll prolong
All things fall down
And tramp can be king, give him crown
And what else would you expect
Pain is easy to neglect
Should I smile or cry instead
I know it’s strange but I’m laughing in my head
I’ll say no more
A tramp can be king, give him crown
7 October 2009 at 20:53
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