21 October 2012
Crying over spilt milk, What is the use? Some point it's going to happen, It's not the hangman's noose.
A wasted substance, Wasted tears. Nobody cares, Nobody fears.
Spilt milk, It's just your life. It's not the end of the world, It's not the point of a knife.
It's Only A Bit Of Spilt Milk. • Opuss № I