The biggest lie
~ West 50th Street ~
I'm waiting for a train,
Subway that only goes one way,
Stupid thing that'll come pull us apart,
Make everybody late.
Well You spent,
Everything you had,
Wanted everything to stop,
That bad.
Now I'm a crushed credit card registered to Smith,
Not the name that you call me with.
You turned white like a saint,
I'm tired of dancing on this pot of gold, flake paint,
Oh we're so very precious,
You and I.
And everything that you do,
Makes me wanna to die,
Oh I just told the biggest lie.
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| Section | Menschen: Street: Spontane Portraits |
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Cameron 23/08/2010 21:46
+Jürgen Bürgin 19/07/2010 1:02
Saustark!Sascha D Simon 18/07/2010 21:16
Diese Art von Bildern liebe ich .. sehr schön :)