Sunday, September 11, 2005

Mentiras s.m.

When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eyes
You look like an angel
Your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather
In a beautiful weather
I wish I was special
You're so fucking special

But I'm a creep
I'm a wierdo
What the hell am I doin' here
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts
I wanna have control
I wanna perfect body
I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice when I'm not around
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special
(...)

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fucking special
Wish I was special.

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2 comments:

Anonymous said...

As I said, AND THE LIFE GOES ON.

Natália Pinheiro: said...

Conselhos anônimos não me são de muita utilidade.