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 punkle, 24 anni spritzina di al momento non ho dimora CHE FACCIO? mi stanco. Sono single [ SONO OFFLINE ] [ PROFILONE ] [ SCRIVIMI ]  STO LEGGENDO HO VISTO STO ASCOLTANDO ABBIGLIAMENTO del GIORNO ORA VORREI TANTO... STO STUDIANDO... OGGI IL MIO UMORE E'... ORA VORREI TANTO... ORA VORREI TANTO... ORA VORREI TANTO... PARANOIE Nessuna scelta effettuata MERAVIGLIE Nessuna scelta effettuata |
Tuesday, October 09, 2007 - ore 00:12 Oggi c’era questa... and I have to, keep telling myself that I am just a hypocrite, and I have to, keep calling you One Cause I forgot to bite my tongue, as my assumption, is the mother of all mistakes So I assume the role, open my mouth, and clumsy words escape So why you, wanna be there, when you could be here, you are slipping away I awake with your replacement, a bottle in my grasp, in an unfamiliar place Because you put me out, the butt of a sick joke, into this ashtray life As you come and go, cause I forgot to service you, and we broke down And you can’t live with my mistakes, but I assume false grace Open my arms and grasp at something true How are you, how have you been, girl I miss you, wanna see you again So why you, wanna be there, when you could be here, you are slipping away I bring out the worst in you, and you try to let me know You bring out the worst in me, anxiety, anxiety I’m trying to let you go, you say I’m giving you the creeps So I assume the role, open my claws and grasp for your heart Violins, into this ashtray life Violins, the butt of your sick joke Violins, I’m trying hard to let you go LEGGI I COMMENTI (3) PERMALINK |
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