Lost Dreams, New Life
My friends live in the dark periphery of life
Hopeless guys
They were also born into this world, like us
Some of them are poor, some of them are rich
And some of us come from the middle class
We are the same. Everybody. – Something wrong to
Hopeless guys
The opportunities of life? Ways, events, or friends?
Something different. The suffering sensitive heart
cannot recognise the right way. Life is a glaze
Just a mask, all are different and sized for everyone
Hopeless guys
Hopeless guys, hopeless guys, it is possible to live
To live a new life? Together, possibility is potential
The era of life is changing, wait, hope is coming to your life
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