quarta-feira, 27 de março de 2013

i was calling to you , but you didn't answer
i was locking for you
but you were hidding yourself behind the shelf
and all that i see are books that i ddin't read
a wall of mistreatments that i cannot reach
playing of hide and seek, until you miss
pick that shit that you said
get on the chair while i kill the cockroach
i am  no coach but i can teach you a few
i am not full but i ain't need refill
i fear what is new
iam just twisted and lost sometimes
so please don't follow me this time



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