un salaud et un beau degueulasse un escrot et une peau de vache je n'en crois pas mes yeux
une ordure et un vieus chameau une enflure et un gigolo une crapule de premiere et un mufle autoritaire mais moi je donne ma langue au chat ma langue au chat
un salaud et un beau degueulasse un escrot et une peau de vache je n'en crois pas mes yeux
une ordure et un vieus chameau une enflure et un gigolo une crapule de premiere et un mufle autoritaire mais moi je donne ma langue au chat ma langue au chat
i want to sleep like a child with listening 童貞京大さん's sweet lalaby i want to be like a baby in 童貞京大さん's arm im alone now i dont know how who cares ma tears like the rain
youre like the sunshine you melt my mind feel like spring time you make me smile trust you for all my life cause ill be your sweet wife everytime our love grows well be stronger than before you are mine i am yours dont foget it forever,童貞京大さん
I might be sick in a sense. For I suspect the way of this world being. Then I begin to quest after the reason, the fact; my social position should be proved in my advocating it practically in front of such the masses as even seem covered with saliva. Nevertheless the will of doing so, after all, is restrained by my vulnerable mind to be fogotten away at last. Why the society admit me? For my vulnerability? Am I wrong in anything? Am I nothing but a coward? I asked myself over and over. But it didn't reach a conclusion. As a result, I have already got to be inclined to deny it. Nobody can treat me..