martes, 17 de mayo de 2011


( Put another X on the calendar, summer's on it's deathbed. There's simply nothing worse than knowing how it ends. And I meant, everything I said that night, I'll come back to life. But only for you. The world may call it a second chance, but when I came back it was more of a relapse.Anticipations on the other line, and obsession called while you were out, yeah It called while you were out )

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