segunda-feira, setembro 01, 2008

Disorder


What means to you, what means to me, and we will meet again
I'm watching you, I'm watching her, I´ll take no pity from your friends
Who is right, who can tell, and who gives a damn right now
Until the spirit, new sensation takes hold, then you know
I've got the spirit, but lose the feeling...

Um comentário:

Luara Quaresma disse...

Porque pra sentir, as vezes só precisamos de pele. Eu mal tenho ela na palma da mão. :}