7 de junio de 2009

I don't mind the things that you say, I don't even mind going out of my way. I try and do these things for you, why should I do it? I'm always untrue. Well, I did you no wrong, I did you no wrong. Going out of my head. I ain't seen you off the screen but those films are my dreams and I can't take much more of you 'cause the bog is no place to see your face. Oh can't you see I'm out of my head? oh can't you see I'm a little insane? oh can't you see going out of my head?
oh can't you see I'm really dead?


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