Bontempi

Take my prize
Taste myself
The wonders days,
It’s fine
Once my life
I step and slide
I grow and talk
But you don’t tell me
I escape from dones
I grow inside
I taste your god to deny,
Yourself to mine
Take my prize
Take your gun
I drive inside
Of a wrong road to fight
I clap and don’t
I smile to the one
Who smile to the girl
Who is petrified to fight
You smell hope
So why should you
Grow in places
Of the new concept
I smile too
The girl smile smooth
So i should i
Come to get you