sexta-feira, 28 de setembro de 2012

The Misery Behind our Tragedy

Surely I don't had much time to know what could've been done,
I couldn't understand your reactions,
Couldn't understood your direction...

So I've really fucked up this,
More soon that I ever made,
Don't take it so seriously, I'm just a boy, playing hard with his new action figure...
Until it break up.

And I'm sure that you understand,
When I say that could've been different,
But it wasn't, and life is linear, won't goes back...

So I should wish the best for you,
But I won't, 'cause for me this road ends here...

Please, leave me with my words,
You have enough games to play with...
And I'm fine in being no more one of those,
You could not find a meaning in my heart.

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