name's juno slash aggy, having much trouble in the past, and having too much fun right now. after several months crying over my old blog which scrambled by anonymous haters, i started a new one. not really a new one. but few things had change and i had my life on shape. so, you haters better face me outside this blog because when you face me here, you are utterly idiot.
Crumbling apart from pressure of the blaster, waiting for a sign
And the momentary pleasures take their turn
As a wistful boy runs out of things to learn,
The episodes of yore are never to return.
Scare up some hope, you're gonna need it just to cope,
You are the decision, numbers don't lie
When you bite the dust, was it for purpose or for trust?
You'll never relive it, think before you die.
Yeah, think! Think before you die.
Deficit and depravation - in the wake of desperation
Rewrite the morals, rectify the nation.
Now may be your time!
As you ruminate the hopeless sands of time,
Do you wonder how your life has been defined?
You know eternity can't ever change your mind.
You know eternity can't ever change your mind
So think! Think before you die!
Yeah, think! Think before you die
when i heard this song, it reminds me that HIS revolution is a joke. is really a joke.
HIS music didn't moved the world. now may be MY time.
after struggling, suspended, here i am, telling you the truth; i may died and not returned again, but JUNOAGGY will still, there, alive. you may kill me, but my message will remains alive.
(ps: i am reffering HIS to one of my ex which one is a bastard, makes my aksa cried and think he could move the world with hisso-called-rock-and-roll-but-actually-a-posermusic. let's see who'll laugh the last, drugster)
