racey days
help me through the hopeless haze
but my oh my
tragic eyes
i can't even recognize myself behind
so if the answer is no
can i change your mind
out again, a siren screams at half past ten
and you won't let go
while i ignore, that we both felt like this
before it starts to show
so if i had a chance
would you let me know
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and it's amazing how my mood is fickle these days. at one minute i'm happy, at the other i'm falling completely. thank you!
Dienstag, 30. Dezember 2008
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