I miss the fun
Fun, for the sake of fun
We went to the resto-pub
Had a few drinks with some grub
We wore some cool clothes
Laughed with these, danced with those
That used to be fun
Wasn’t it fun?
We went to the sunny beach
Had some vodka and peachWe hang by the pool with friends
Since morning till the day ends
I remember t’was fun
Where’s the fun?
Run
In the sun
Just for fun..
Now the gun
POW!!
The sound just held me stunned
I heard the sound when nothing went off
I heard it, I do not bluff
He told me she’s no more
I looked down, saw nothing but floor
Drip, drop, drip drop
I don’t know how, how can I stop
Rivers run deep,
I wanna escape back to sleep
Close the doors
Give me dark
My eye pours
Give her back
It’s not funny God
That’s too much
You can’t steal her blood
You can’t do such
You gave her to us
You gave her to me
Is it such a fuss
If I want her to still be
Take me instead
Take what u please
Don’t tell me she’s dead
She was such a breath
A smile to the heart
A face of an angel
Now we’re apart
For her to be an angel
In the skies up above
She sores like a dove
But I remain on the floor, yet below..
Asking where’s the fun as I bellow..
Where’s the fun?
Go.. Keep going.. Gone!!
Dedicated to my late sister, Zahira Hamoui. I love you sis!!
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