I would like to write a poem,
but my pen doesn’t work
pots and pans are all messed up
So I just say for your genuine you
it’s not for the life and death,
but for love and death

Because all what we have is now
I would like to write a poem,
but my pen doesn’t work
pots and pans are all messed up
So I just say for your genuine you
it’s not for the life and death,
but for love and death