jueves, 24 de junio de 2010

Please tell me what is takin' place, cuz I can't seem to find a trace, guess it must have got away somehow, probably cuz I walways forget, everytime someone tells me their name, It's always gotta be the same ( In my world) Never wore cover-up, always beat the boys up, grew up in a five thousand population town, made my money by cutting grass, got fired by a friend chicken ass, all in a small town, Napanee. You know I always stay without sleepin' , and think to myself, where do I belong forever, in whose arms,the time and place?
Can't help if I space in a daze, my eyes tirn out the other way, I may switch off and go in a daydream, in this head my thoughts are deep, but sometimes I can't even speak, would someone be and not pretent? I'm off again in my world ♥

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