| drink me. eat me. come to wonderland. [neverland can waits] versão 0.6 | |||||||||||||||
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Quarta-feira, Setembro 05, 2007 [thank you so much, she said.] it's just not right. you have to cope with all these weird feelings. and you must swallow that words. it's just all wrong. yesterday we had that, today there's nothing left. a glance and it all end in smoke. i now have this tired-looking. the eyes of someone who cannot cry. cos the tears are all gone... i feel blue, just blue. how could that happened? i cannot believe. i still wait him to call me. i still wait him to come back. i still wait for that plane to arrive... i still feel like crap. so lonely and yet surronded by heaps of people. i wanna scape. let the sufferer suffer, i say. but they don't seem to understand. 2 months or so, i think. and i still haven't got a time to myself. i've gotta run away. i've to get the car and try to find a place to stay. i gotta find a place to stay... i look at his pictures, i try to look into his eyes, i try to find him inside me, i try to look into my eyes. i'm dreaming... and i say goodbye. this nightmare will never end, they reply. listening - jorge drexler. vomitado gentilmente por mazu*7:48 PM beba-me : |
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