martes, 17 de marzo de 2009

and all the cigarettes that I have never smoked.

Tell me what it is, it isn’t fair.but I’m wasting time, cos it isn’t my heart, it isn’t my fault.and every situation understands well.the anecdote of chasing the locations to your doors ’cos I’m wasting time.I’m wasting money again.and all the cigarettes that I have never smoked.and all the letters that I have never sent.he was sitting by the swimming pool.but he was scared, ’cos it wasn’t his time and it wasn’t his chance.getting older’s not been on my plans.but it’s never late, it’s never late enough for me to stay.cos I’m wasting time.I’m wasting money again.and all the cigarettes that I have never smoked.and all the letters that I have never sent...

2 comentarios:

  1. y veremos esa canción en directo...
    ohhhhh si xDDD

    Russian Red (L)

    tengo ganas tengo ganas =)

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