niedziela, grudnia 19, 2004

zakurzone cos

So when I come up to you
Like a white paper sheat
You tell me this doesn't make sence
You tear me apart
You tell me I am this shit

I can be yours
I can be what you like
I can be everything
I can be nothing for you
But remember
I AM JUST A MAN
With my thaughts
And mind
I am yours
But I am still mine

So when you'll think 'bout me
Then I'll be dead
Just for you I'll die, The end
Just for you all my life
End of my dreams about you

Be there when I'm calling for you
When I'm calling for your skin
When I'm calling for your life
And I'm screaming
BE ME!!! WHEN I'M DOWN!!!
The underground

Trust, space, wisdome, home
black & white, shame and calm

pelno bykow ale minelo troche................