viernes, 20 de mayo de 2011

Love is not a victory match

There was a time when you let me know, what's really going on below
but now you never show that to me do you, but remember when i moved in yo

Well, maybe there's a god above but all i've ever learned from love was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya
it's not a cry that you hear at night, it's somebody who's seen the light
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah.


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