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viernes, 26 de setiembre de 2008

Something like me


Shards of broken pieces
shattered on the floor...
its not enough to bleed
tears and angry voices cracks around the door
no apologies and every time you say you love me
I just have to stop and catch my breath
how can somebody love something like me
if you could only say your sorry
there is nothing in this world
I can't forget waiting here for you to set me free
toys and colored pencils scattered on the floor
underneath my feet you're always crying over nothing
you're always wanting more
you never go to sleep
but every time you say you love me
I just have to stop and catch my breath
how can somebody love something like me
and every time I feel im falling
she'll be there to save me from myself
little angel watching over me
our taxis in the driveway
our bags are at the door and it still kills me to leave
but every time you say you love me
I just have to stop and catch my breath
how can somebody love something like me
and every time I feel im falling your the one's who saved me from myself
you give me something to believe
and with you here these cracks and tears fade away
STAIND

2 comentarios:

Ale dijo...

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Sometimes i feel...





Ale.-

Evange dijo...

Capaz q no entendí mas de tres palabras..pero bueno, pasé a dejarte saludos.



Evange.