sábado, setembro 21, 2002

I'm sorry, I don't pray.

"These things I found. This girl. These signs. These days are going right. These days. These nights. These things almost make me smile. These walks. This town. These things I found. This girl, she's alright. These days. These nights. These things almost make me smile. Seinfeld. EQ. New York. That too. South Park. Space Man. This girl is my friend. These things almost make me smile."

Vou dizer, e é triste.
If you were here, I'd be yours.
Não que eu não seja. Não que não seja.

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