jueves, 12 de marzo de 2009

& Cuando llueve...

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And oh, oh, how could you do it?
Oh I, I never saw it coming.
Oh, oh, I need the ending.
So why can't you stay,
Just long enough to explain?

And when it rains,
Will you always find an escape?
Just running away,
From all of the ones who love you.
From everything.
You made yourself a bed,
At the bottom of the blackest hole.
And you'll sleep 'til May,
And you'll say that you don't want to see the sun anymore.

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