sexta-feira, novembro 09, 2012

After 4 a.m.

We became gods leading that tinny piece of underworld where people danced.
So unconsequently happy and adicted, I kept on with the tradition by this lands.


Shouting on a random friend's face, of course:
"I can't say that you're loosing me,
I always tried to keep myself tied to this world
and I know where this is leading!
No tears, no sympathyyyyyyy!


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