viernes, 13 de noviembre de 2009

Cloks


                       Lights go out and I can't be saved
Tides that I tried to swim against
You've put me down upon my knees

Oh I beg, I beg and plead (singing)

Come out of things unsaid,
shoot an apple of my head (and a)

Trouble that can't be named,
tigers waiting to be tamed (singing)
You are, you
are ♪

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