terça-feira, 28 de outubro de 2008

shut your mouth.

i can smile in the face
but not in the chest
i've followed no pace
i'm a fuckin mess

whatever you wish to keep
you better grab it fast
till the end of fuckin' time.
till you can say 'best for last'

and that's me.

you break me
same here
maybe not always in a good way, but...
most of the time.

i know.

she has always knew.

well...you must leave now.
take whatever you need you think will last.
it's all over now, baby.
blue.

% Bob Fuckin'Dylan

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