Qué pasaría, si nunca pasase nada?
A (photo)blog about life, love, loss, living.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
[audio: Placebo - Protect me from what I want]
"Maybe were victims of fate
Remember when we'd celebrate
We'd drink and get high until late
And now were all alone
Wedding bells ain't gonna chime
With both of us guilty of crime
And both of us sentenced to time
And now were all alone"
3/25/2008 04:41:00 PM
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