Opportunities are like the stupid small hole in the death star
And we on the other hand, is only armed with one small banana-sized proton missile
So we only get one chance
You'd think that we will be more careful about firing that one banana
but no, we have to press the wrong button at the wrong time
Its a ritual of manhood
We have to blow up sometime spectacularly first
To top it all up,
I fired mine 21 days too late
21 days
thats not alot of time
Just enough to screw me all up.
as a sidenote: Take that 25 minutes! I'm bloody 21 DAYS too late. In your face, Richter, Jascha.
If you were wondering about why i mentioned that, take a look at the lyrics
After some time I've finally made up my mind
She is the girl and I really want to make her mine
I'm searching everywhere to find her again
To tell her I love her
And I'm sorry 'bout the things I've done
I find her standing in front of the church
The only place in town where I didn't search
She looks so happy in her wedding dress
But she's crying while she's saying this
Boy I missed your kisses all the time
but this is Twenty five minutes too late
Though you travelled so far
boy I'm sorry you are
Twenty five minutes too late
Against the wind I'm going home again
Wishing be back to the time
when we were more than friends
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