segunda-feira, 17 de setembro de 2007

Born of Frustration :

" I'm living in the weirdest dream

Where nothing is the way it seems

Where no one's who they need to be

Where nothing seems that real to me

What can we build our lives upon

No wall of stone, no solid ground

The world is spinning endlessly

We're clinging to our own beliefs S

top stop talking about who's to blame

When all that counts is how to change "

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