June
Thursday 23 August 2007 photo 1/1
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My skin feels strange like there's someting underneath And it's aching to be free Try to think of something else In my mind, imagination is running wild I try to shut my eyes Try to hide it with a lie But I'm running out of time You and I move at the speed of light One step at a time We don't have to run You and I move at the speed of light And with our smiles We outshine the sun Your skin feels strange like there's something underneath I can feel it's breath Warm upon my neck And in our minds imagination is running wild When we shut our eyes We're running out of time And all of this is lies
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