Love Me Like In Poetry

sexta-feira, setembro 02, 2005

motion picture red wine and sleeping pills help me get back to your arms cheap sex and sad films help me get back where i belong i think you're crazy, maybe i think you're crazy, maybe stop sending letters letters always get burned it's not like the movies they fed us on little white lies i think you're crazy, maybe i think you're crazy, maybe i will see you in the next life beautiful angel pulled apart at birth limbless and helpless i can´t even recognize you i think you're crazy, maybe (x6) i will see you in the next life ana