"I'm looking for something empty, im looking for something real, and I can see you faded now, lost my strength when you lost your thrill. Honestly im better of lonely, promises are just pretend. God damn this faith i'm wearing, god damn this place. We can run, we can hide, we can show off our guns and put on a fight, if its love, hold on tight, hold on tight, and maybe we'll make it out alive, maybe we'll make it."
Sunday, December 13, 2009
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