my god I swear to you I'm really going

 

my god I swear to you I'm really going 

to leave him on the road lord made, that 

he, stop judging without knowing that

 he expresses himself like a Scoth man 

a baby in kindergarten I want I strum but

 I telis and I'll take you down if I had

 to take him down me he'll already be 

6 feet underground my god lord that the 

words just finally come out of his mouth

and no his anger to judge null and void 

(please until he fucks himself) telephone

 September 1 pares doog arrived little by little

 it flew away after 4 and a half years I'm coming

 back I'm not coming back I'm making love to you I'm 

leaving again baby has arrived me poor idiot not to say

 anything I should have baptized him the cull from the 

car calgary by the tight shorts or all out he runs fast

 always runs why because we both lit up and abandoned 

me she's not normal him so asshole it's love the real 

one of us my god I should have kicked his ass so he knows 

I'm not going after his trash can at least he knows badly 

ropre not possible impossible remove me lord from my heart thank

 you lord for june me exam training conrinu take me home

that my daughter is fine that she only stays with him 

that she lacks nothing
and at home in calgary where i lived the life
allow me to see her again a little and that she 

recognize me as her mother 

whom he loves tenderly
I don't care about him
he is so
still hurt from him
I can never again
I don't trash his body become
thank you
777
end in beauty holy prayer today