I'm Waiting for the Train Subway that only goes,one way The stupid things that will pull us apart make everybody late You spent everything you had, wanted everyhing to stop that bad Oh, I'm a crashed credit card registered to smith, not the name you call me with turn white like a saint, im tired of dancing on a pot of gold paint Oh we're so very precious, you and I, and everything you do makes me wanna die oh i just told the biggest lie...
Elliot Smith, Matou-se, parece.Custa-me a crer...
"I'm never gonna know you now but I'm gonna love you anyhow"
Já reparaste como é ténua a linha que separa a vida da morte?
ResponderEliminarBeijo e bom fim de semana