sexta-feira, 8 de março de 2013

Something is changing, changing, changing...



So I kiss goodbye to every little ounce of pain
Light a cigarette and wish the world away
I got out I got out out alive and I'm here to stay
So I hold two fingers up to yesterday
Light a cigarette and smoke it all away
I got out, I got out, out alive and I'm here to stay





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