I stopped believing three years ago, while you keep screaming for revolution


Imagine hurt, imagine tears
She opened up until she disappeared
Vanished, hand in hand,
With all the long-lost children locked in Neverland


@темы: my own way, music is my boyfriend (c)

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21.05.2009 в 22:22

Look up. the stars!
эти строки одни из самых красивых