my soul.
i think i know the meaning of life.
i think there's no such thing.
'coz you live only to die.
and after death there's nothing left behind.
who want's to buy my soul.
i don't want to use it anymore.
who want's to take my heart.
it's hardly been used before.
maybe i should believe.
but i can't cause he has never helped me.
i don't need my soul nor my heart.
and without them there's only body left behind.
säv.katri
san.katri
sov.the rascal