terça-feira, 7 de julho de 2009

Quiet...




Pour myself a cup of coffee full of sober nights
Cos nicotine and coffee are my friends in this fight

And you, you keep me warm
You, you keep me warm
All your cigarettes and cup of coffee
It keeps me warm

Believe me I can play games cos I know all the rules
Believe me I can pretend cos I've studied the masks

But I don't wanna play any theatre for you,
I don't wanna stage a single piece for you.
I.M.

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