If you want to be happy, then be!

if love is a burger from a fastfood chain if love is some bling on a fat goldchain,

then the blood must be freezing in my ice cold veins and what i feel for you,

must be that thing called hate.

(and it's not, so what the fuck)

what should i write, what the fuck should i write to you?

i miss you.

well that's true but it's lame, ain't no words to explain.

how can i tell you, how much i miss you

goldchain then the blood must be freezing in my ice cold veins and what i feel for you must be that thing called hate.if love is a burger from a fastfood chain if love is some bling on a fat