domingo, 8 de febrero de 2009

Well I've been thieving
I stole the light from the dawn
And if you come round this ledge
you wish you'd never been born
tell me can you see me
Can't you see through it all?
I'm empty lost and alone
Oh won't you heed my call?
It's been a long war, we're tired and dirty
Still not dirty enough for you
Oh I'm so tired of hanging around.

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