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i'm in so many places don't think one of them is here somewhere i was torn in pieces i am afraid of my own fear but everyone says you're grand and everyone still thinks i'm fine i think each of these thoughts and then i still run out of time pretty faces, pretty far i remember talking in the car two hits spun me hard around just one more, will i fall down? so i'm just taking up my time hope that i don't waste your life i'm still moving but going slow my life is not a TV show words have always failed me i think i failed them too with answers still so hard to see i'm afraid i'll fail you pretty faces, pretty far is no one left without the scar a billion people spinning round bring the hit, i won't fall down be careful reading into me the truth is not that hard to see simply complex, we're all a mess you're on my mind, i must confess we're looking for the secret message with wedding bands and decoder rings yeah life ain't what we thought it was but that's no excuse, that's no excuse pretty faces, pretty scars are you and i really that far i'm tired of spinning, start the ride we needn't be perfect inside 2003-07-05 |
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