reflections
вторник, 3 април 2012 г.
a fool
You can build a house you can't build a home
And it's a fool who believes love is bred in the bone
And there's no guarantees that you won't get stoned
Yeah, I'm a fool who believed love is bred in the bone
And there are no guarantees that I won't get stoned
...
I don't know where it leads, oh no
All I know is that I don't wanna breathe this chemical breeze
No more
So another day breaks and the last one's gone
You dig deep just to carry on
Your debt's paid off but it don't feel gone
So you slip out the back and you're moving on
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