sábado, outubro 23, 2004

Ничто очень, чтобы сказать я не предполагаю, все равно как все остальные

All the love gone bad turned my world to black.
Tattooed all I see. All that I am. All I'll be.

I know someday you'll have a beautiful life.
I know you'll be a star in somebody else's sky
but why, why, why can't it be, oh, can't it be mine?

Pearl Jam

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