viernes, 14 de diciembre de 2007

When it's nothing left to burn...

I feel like a magnetized compass.

It's not my time
It's time to be alone

What it's lost can't never be found.

I'm the odd, I'm the stranger.
I'm the other part.

Esto es lo que soy, tinta y papel...

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