She's a pretty girl, she's always falling down. And I can always find her, at the bottom of a plastic cup, drowing in drunk's sincerity, sad and lonely girl. Quit crying your eyes out, quit crying your eyes out, baby come on. Isn't there something familiar about me? The past is only the future with the lights on, quit crying your eyes out baby. She said
"I think we're running out of alcohol, tonight I hate this fucking town, and all my best friends will be the death of me. They will never remember, remember. So please take me far away, before I'm melt into the ground and all my words get used against me". Sad and lonely girl; quit crying your eyes out, baby come on. Isn't there something familiar about me? Quit crying your eyes out, the past is only the future with the lights on; quit crying your eyes out baby.
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hola vida, a mi tmb se me esta acabando el alchol las ganas y las fuerzas de ir x otra botella,y la bipolaridad me deja sola mas sola qe la mierda xD...todas tenemos dias malos pero ya te pondras bien mañana te sentiras mejor,Animos vida!!besos y abrazos:)
ya tocaremos en algun lugar donde puedas venir a vernos, aunque no sé de donde sos jaja y me pasa igual que a vos, aunque hay tantos recitales que quisiera ir y no puedo!
pd. que buena banda, que buen tema, que genio que es mark, tenia que ser bajista.
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