domingo, 22 de agosto de 2010

Do you want to fall not ever knowing who took you?

Don't talk down to me. Don't be polite to me. Don't try to make me feel nice. Don't relax. I'll cut the smile off your face. You think I don't know what's going on. You think I'm afraid to react. The joke's on you. I'm biding my time, looking for the spot. You think no one can reach you, no one can have what you have. I've been planning while your playing. I've been saving while you're spending. The game is almost over so it's time you acknowledge me.

1 comentário:

João Silva disse...

foda-se. que classe miró.
estou desarmado.