Let's be honest.: febrero 2010

When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to love, you'll understand what I mean when I say there's no way we're gonna give up. And like a little girl cries in the face of a monster that lives in her dreams. Is there anyone out there? Cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe. Is there anyone out there? Cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe. Does it kill? Does it burn? Is it painful to learn? That it's me that has all the control. Does it thrill? Does it sting? When you feel what I bring and you wish that you had me to hold.

domingo, 28 de febrero de 2010