Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams; your voice it chased away all the sanity in me.
I'd love to walk away and pull myself out of the rain, but I can't leave without you; I'd love to live without the constant fear and endless doubt, but I can't live without you.
28 de mayo de 2010
Everybody sing like it’s the last song you will ever sing
Tell me, tell me, do you feel the pressure now?
Everybody live like it’s the last day you will ever see
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