viernes, 2 de marzo de 2012


If I said my heart was beating loud, if we could escape the crowd somehow, if I said I want your body now would you hold it against me?

Turn the lights out, this shit is way too fucking bright. Wanna poke my eyes out if you wanna mess with my eyesight. Just let me get my head right: "where the hell am I? Who are you?
What'd we do last night?"

Nothing about you is typical, nothing about you is predictable. You got me all twisted and confused, it's so you.

Maybe I shouldn't given in but I just couldn't fight.

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