Can’t nobody spare a cubit for a veteran of the first Cylon war?
Where’s my frakkin’ parade? I was built on the 4th of July!!
FAKE GIRL TRY TO DENIED SHE’S NOT FAKE..huh! bukti depan mata still x ngaku!! wth la…
Tonight I’ll rewrite this life
I’ll turn it around and look around a bit
Tonight, I’ll rewrite this tragedy
I’ll just erase, write, and I’ll sit
Thinking, wondering about how to rewrite my life
One by one, one line at a time
I’ve been given a chance to write a better story
A chance to change this tragedy of mine
I’ll write a better story
One with hope, joy, and love
I’ll write a symphony
That’s what It’ll be made of
But then in a sense
How could I bring hope?
How could I play judge
When we can already cope?
I can’t decide what to keep and what to kill
I can’t decide what’s fair and what’s not
I can’t rewrite the story, when there wasn’t one in stone
I can’t decide what’s to live and what’s to rot
It can’t be changed, this life of ours
It can’t be conquered and set apart
It isn’t fair but it has hope
It is anoy, but it still has heart
It’ll be okay, because we know there’s a story
It’ll be fine, because we know how this ends
There might not be true love, but we have a choice
We can choose to hate or be good friends
Following life can be hard
But it has hope if you really look
Rewriting the story just can’t be done
But we can find the faith that someone took it…….