Mi lugar, palabras simples. Confesiones de un ciclotimico importante.
domingo, 27 de febrero de 2011
Heads will roll
Well no one told me about her, what could I do
Well no one told me about her, though they all knew
But it's too late to say you're sorry
How would I know, why should I care
Please don't bother tryin' to find her
She's not there
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