Cuando tu mundo se caiga a pedacitos, agarrate de la locura.


lunes, marzo 28, 2011

Come as you are, as you were, As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy.
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is yours, don't be late.
Take a rest, as a friend, as an old memoria

Come down set in mud, soaked in bleach
As I want you to be
As a trend, as a friend, as an old memoria

And I swear that I don't have a gun
No I don't have a gun