środa, 11 maja 2011

Come on, my star is fading

You can say what you mean,
But it won't change a thing,

I'm sick of the secrets,
Stood on the edge, tied to the noose,

but you came along and you cut me loose

kocham ich

do zobaczenia za niedługo

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