domingo, 31 de agosto de 2008
She gave you everything she had
But she was young and dumb she'd just turned twenty-one
She didn't care to hang around so when the shit came down Why she was nowhere to be found This life can turn a good girl bad.
She was the sweetest thing That you had ever seen.
You're such a delicate boy In the hysterical realm Of an emotional landslide In physical terms.
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vamo' lo pibe' y el blog wachín piola. jáaaaa, te amo mucho.
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