quarta-feira, 8 de setembro de 2010

four

I know you is not so
so bad and full of plastic
with that fake smile
when you sleep, is no longer the same person,
the fault is not yours, it is my
because every time I fall in love
poison to my game over all
but this time could be different
did not want to hurt you
did not want you to stay well
so we'll have to go now
You're becoming a monster
and not your fault
I should know by now that I can't fall in love.
Every day I spend with you
My poison will get you reaching increasingly
Sorry baby, I must leave you.

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