jueves, 12 de mayo de 2011

What I am to you is not real



What I am to you you do not need


What I am to you is not what you mean to me


You give me miles and miles of mountains


And I'll ask for what I give to you


Is just what i'm going through


This is nothing new


No no just another phase of finding what I really need


Is what makes me bleed


And like a new disease she's still too young to treat...

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