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domingo, 2 de noviembre de 2008

En otra lengua

And so i start to wonder "when she is gonna come"
And fill my glass with drinks that i am gonna throw
I clean my mouth and grab my stuff... soon i have to go
And i think "what the hell" i want to drink some more

I watch the door so sadly
And take my drink so angry
...I want your eyes so badly
But there is no one at the door...

I watch those bright beast eyes, and my stomach hurts
I watch those white sharp fangs and my flesh shouts!
A shot thru my chant that i can`t control

The clock cries, 6 am time for me to wake up
and my brain repeats at all times:

I want to be your wings
and fly away together...

I want to hold your hand
and stay with you forever...

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