Me SobreViVo en un DeLiRio PaRaLeLo

NaDaDeEsToEsReaL...

vendredi, septembre 25, 2009

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¿Borrarme o no borrarme?

SoRcièRe: Yeah I laugh and I jump and I sing and I laugh and I dance and I laugh and I laugh and I laugh and I can't seem to think where this is who I am why I’m keeping this going keep pouring it out keep pouring it down and the way the rain comes down hard that's the way I feel inside... I can't take it anymore this it I’ve become this is it like I get when my life's going numb I just keep moving my mouth I just keep moving my feet I say I’m loving you to death like I’m losing my breath and all the smiles that I wear and all the games that I play and all the drinks that I mix and I drink until I’m sick and all the faces that I make and all the shapes that I throw and all the people I meet and all the words that I know makes me sick to the heart Oh I feel so tired... And the way the rain comes down hard that's how I fell inside...

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