jueves, 12 de marzo de 2009


I try to think about rainbows
when it gets bad
you got to think about somthing
to keep from going mad
I try to think about big fat roses
when the ship starts going down
but my head is wicked jealous
don't want to talk about it right now
don't talk about the past
In my head it's only in my head
in my head it's only in my head

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