sexta-feira, 28 de março de 2008

Nouvelle


When routine bites hard and ambitions are low. And resentment rides high but emotions won't grow. And we're changing our ways, taking different roads. Then love, love will tear us apart again. Love, love will tear us apart again. Do you cry out in your sleep, all my failings expose? Gets a taste in my mouth as desperation takes hold. Why is it something so good, just can't function no more? And Love, love will tear us apart again.

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