domingo, 4 de septiembre de 2011

I don't wanna be the girl who laughs the loudest, Or the girl who never wants to be alone. I don't wanna be that call at 4 o'clock in the morning 'Cos I'm the only one you know in the world that won't be home. The sun is blinding, I stayed up again, I am finding, that that's not the way I want my story to end. I'm safe Up high, nothing can touch me, but why do I feel this party's over? . No pain inside, you're my protection, so how do I feel this good sober?

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