miércoles, 10 de junio de 2009

Two jumps and a weeki bet you think that's pretty clever, don't you boy flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop, kill urself for recognition, kill urself to never ever stop. U broke another mirror u're turning into something u are not...dn't leave me high, don't leave me dry don't leave me high, don't leave me dry...drying up in conversation u will be the one who cannot talk- all ur insides fall in peices u just sat there wishing you could still make love. they're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world allsussed out they're the once who'll spit at u u'll be the one screaming out- don't leave me high, don't leave me dry don't leave me high, don't leave me dry, its the best thing that you ever had, the best thing you ever, ever hadits the best thing that you ever had, the best thing you have had is goneaway. don't leave me high, don't leave me dry

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