segunda-feira, 9 de agosto de 2010

In fact they might feel sad and wrong.


Holy eyes, I never knew I'd beg down at your feet hold on tight I never knew I'd know much more than this. Open sky, the wave of pain the scent of you is bliss, hungry eyes, they stare at me I know, I know, Don't goooooooooooo! Blood lost. I said, I remember it so, I saw your eyes. Go through the tunnel and i remember, australian sun I was eight years old. You marilyn monroe.. Oh gotta take it. Oh yeah take it on playing backyard blues, Blacktart stuck up in their jaw I can nail I'll nail this on, ooh she hate the whole world, I'll brake you dooonw.