martes, 13 de septiembre de 2011


Now you'd better break all the windows, hotwire my heart. You are the cables when I fall apart, and I'm goin' nowhere if this battery dies.. and in a blink of an eye we'll be bending time.

My brain is strained, and I got no direction. Maybe we could pick up all the pieces off the ground to this puzzle overtakin' people down.

No hay comentarios:

Publicar un comentario