Francia mola.
plis understand
this isnt just goodbye
this is i cant stand you
this is where the road crashed
into the ocean
it raises all around me
and now im barley breathing
the thousand faces well choose to ignore
curse my enemies forever
lets slit our wrist
and burn out something beautiful
this desperation leaves me overjoyed
with fading lights that lead us past the lifes that we destroyed
i lsite to you cry
i cry for less attention
and both my hands are tied, im ppushed into the deep end
i listen to you talk but talk is cheap
to be continued
tobalstylo esta afrancesado
domingo, 17 de agosto de 2008
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