miércoles, 22 de julio de 2009

[ get gone ]

'Cause I do know what's good for me And I've done what I could for you But you're not benefiting, and yet I'm sitting Singing again, sing, sing again
How can I deal with this, if he won't get with this Am I gonna heal from this, he won't admit to it Nothing to figure out, I got to get him out It's time the truth was out that
he don't give a shit about me
- a little mistake, an instant of weakness, but now i got my head straight up again-

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