You're so mean When you talk, about yourself You're wrong, change the voices In your head Make them like you instead So complicated Look how we are making Filled with so much hatred Such a tied game It's enough, I've done all I can think of I've chased down all my demons I see you do the same Pretty pretty please if you ever ever feel like you're nothing You're fucking perfect, to me
sexta-feira, 25 de março de 2011
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