понеделник, 26 ноември 2007 г.

Haemorrhage.

Пирони навсякъде, а ти просто... мислиш. Давай тогава, you clever boy.

Certain things turn ugly when you think too hard
And nagging little thoughts change into things you can't turn off
Everything you think you know baby
Is wrong
It's all over but the crying

*
Oh hold me now I feel contagious

Am I the only place that you’ve left to go
She cries her life is like
Some movie black and white
Dead actors faking lines
Over and over and over again she cries

Don’t fall away, and leave me to myself
Don't fall away, and leave love bleeding
In my hands, in my hands again
Leave love bleeding
In my hands, in my hands
Love lies bleeding

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Анонимен каза...

Do we only love the things we own? Baby, you're wrong.

Fade to black instead of trying..
It's all over but the crying.