fluffy10

Now I'm on my own side, It's better than being on your side, It's my fault when your blind, It's better that I see it through your eyes.

unde s-au dus zilele in care stateam cu nasu-n fular si aveam parul de gheata? unde s-au dus zilele in care se intuneca la patru? unde s-au dus norii si ploaia de toamna? unde s-au dus zilele de vara? unde s-au dus cojile semintelor noastre? unde s-au dus serile tarzii pe-afara? unde s-au dus iubirile de vara? unde s-au dus clipele de magie? unde s-au dus bucatile de iubire petrecute impreuna? unde s-au dus sperantele noastre? unde s-au dus vacantele? unde s-a dus betia din noi? unde s-a dus timpul? unde s-a dus prostia lumii? unde s-au dus vietile noastre?

i know that it's bad, that it's the kind that they can't operate on. and i know it's real slow, honey painful and real slow; styrofoam coffee cups and bagged drugs that never work enough. and i know it's real slow, honey painful and real slow. when we were young and hit like hammers, i'd write the nails in your hands; but when ninety-nine percent of us is failure, there's no going back. and i know it's real slow, honey painful and real slow. blackbird come the break of dawn, the tv's on, i turn it off, walk outside, get in the car, stare at the wheel then fall apart. i get it all the time, bright eyes to bat and hide behin