A day when you can't eat other people's misfortunes
Is it full of dreams that only drunkenness can talk?
Dress up your shame, Hanako, if you think so.
Without setbacks, the heart can certainly protect it.
Groups of bodies
Even the target location has been imitated.
Such is life
A trivial outdated brand.
Eat in a horrible way.
Until the end of all this
You can't gamble in life.
Greed, thirst, wandering
Deprived of many ideal and long-lived streets
The rotten Google that ran around and lost all the wars.
Tragically curse the unfortunate day of asking for help.
The dream of speaking only by relying on weakness?
Rot slowly until you die.
There is no chance of distress, and the heart can certainly kill.
Fortunately, unfortunately, the dream of sleeping.
A happy, unhappy and vague ending
Even love and hate are meaningless.
A turbulent life is inevitable.
Then object, Aetna
Let's make a mess of it.
Until the end of all this
Want to bet on people eating raw, objection.
And Laplace who wants to kill each other.
On the street where people eat other people's misfortunes and live long.
Ate all the stamps walking around and killed Google.
