Wear your favourite trousers, we'll escape today. Let away old troubles and never come back again... Pray for all the things that sometimes we believed, and cry for all the love we never gave. It's real.
And you can think war is over, and punish clock for stolen hours, but we are nothing. And it's cruel, cruel it would be this. Me and you, or you and me.
domingo, 23 de octubre de 2011
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