quinta-feira, 15 de outubro de 2009


You left a stain...
But I am stronger than you know...
I have to let you go...
No one's ever turned you over,
no one's tried to ever let you down...
I got a disease deep inside me,
i can't live without you, tell me,
what am i supposed to do about it?
Keep your distance from it!!
Don't pay no attention to me!!
I got a disease...
Every little thing you do is tragic.
All my life before was magic... (no, it wasn't!)
I think that i'm sick..
But leave me be,
while my world is coming down on me.
"Be strong", keep telling myself,
that it won't take long 'till... I'm free of my disease.


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