8 de set de 2014

There's no changing what I’ve done





" There's no pictures on my wall
There's no rise and there's no fall
There's no phones and there's no calls
There's no talking to you at all

But when I look out in the rain
I think about the past, I want it again
I think about the way, you feeling lnside
I’m losing my mind "

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