sábado, 13 de febrero de 2010
. Call me when you're sober
Don't cry to me.
If you loved me, you would be here with me.
You want me, come find me.
Make up your mind.
Should've let you fall,
Lose it all,
So maybe you can remember yourself.
Can't keep believing,
we're only deceiving ourselves,
And i'm sick of the lies,
and you're too late.
.Evanescence.
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