sábado, 17 de enero de 2009

I dream a lot, I know you say
I've got to get away.
"The world is not yours for the taking"
Is all you ever say.
I know I'm not the best for you,
But promise that you'll stay.
Cause if I watch you go,
You'll see me wasting, you'll see me wasting away
Cause today, you walked out of my life
Cause today, your words felt like a knife
I'm not living this life.

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