miércoles, 22 de octubre de 2008
I wear this crown of shitUpon my liar's chairFull of broken thoughtsI cannot repairBeneath the stain of timeThe feeling disappears You are someone else I am still right here What have I become?My sweetest friendEveryone I knowGoes away in the end You could have it all My empire of dirtI will let you downI will make you hurtIf I could start againA million miles awayI would keep myself I would find a way
