November
10 December 2008
And I know just like always you left the house unaware that you became full of sin by the regulations made by somebody else and right away I hold a knife And I know so that everything, until it see
pushing the fear that everything might be over to the back hate to cry, and so the four words "let's break up" have me locking up Oh why? why? No, no, no Just a little bit more, more of that warmth
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