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Bluffin
I guess it's how it goes
And when the wind blows...
This makes you what you are
At first you gat to win the war...
Die for what is worth to die...
Call the devil for something to buy...
Go mad if you are fine
Have no limits, cross the line...
Probobly I am obsessed
I want you to be posessed...
This all has no corrent meaning
Hush-be quaiet, hear the heart beating...
Sooner or later we'll be done,
Sooner or later everything's gone....
Whatever comes take it away
'Cause you may live just for today...
I don't care who are you now,
Or how you became,don't tell me how!
Everything we are,we had become,
By fortune - that is so dum...
Wake up! What are you reading?
Find out what is the thought in here that's hiding...
I'm sometimes almost normal,
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I certainly don't like people who are too formal!
 Gretrie · Sun Dec 03, 2006 @ 06:11pm · 0 Comments |
