вторник, 16 август 2011 г.

You Be Tails, I'll be Sonic


You killed what was left of the good in me
I'm tired so
let me be broken
Look down at the mess that's in front of me
No other words
need be spoken
And I've
got nobody else to blame though I tried
Kept all of our past mistakes
held inside
I’ll live with regret for my whole life

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