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viernes, 13 de agosto de 2010

She could be money, cars, fear of the dark

this is the part
where you find out who you are
And these are your friends
Those who've been there from the start
So to hell with the bad news
Dirt on your new shoes
It rained all of May til the month of June.

She could be rainy days, minimum wage
A book that ends with no last page
Who ever she is, who ever she may be
one things for sure,
You don't have to worry .

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