lunes, 29 de abril de 2013

Maybe, maybe it's the things we say, the words we've heard and the music we play. Maybe it's our cheapness, or maybe, maybe it's the times we've had. The lazy days and the crazes and the fads. Maybe it's our sweetness.

But we're trash, you and me. We're the litter on the breeze, we're the lovers on the street. Just trash, me and you. It's in everything we do...

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