domingo, 14 de marzo de 2010

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Today is the first day of the rest
Of our lives
Tomorrow is too late to pretend
Everything's allright
I'm not getting any younger as long
As you don't get any older
I'm not going to state that yesterday never was

Bloodshot deadbeat and a lack of sleep
Making your mascara bleed
Tears down your face
Leaving traces of my mistakes.

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