viernes, 28 de noviembre de 2008

Do you think...

Do you think
you're up for this?
Are you ready to get undressed?,
Undressed in your evening best besides,
Every heart is like a house on fire with escape
Routes in every room.
These are the trials of our youth.
But this charade is never going to last
So pick the poison and pour yourself a glass
I still feel the same. No one's to blame.

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