terça-feira, 19 de abril de 2011


"So I grab my bags and go, as far away as I can go
Cause everything ain't what I used to know
And I try to hide, but I just can't hide no more
There's nothing worse than feeling like a ghost...

Tell me where am I supposed to go
And who am I supposed to believe
If only you knew what I knew
Then you could see. "

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