Donnerstag, 22. November 2012


Flowers in my hair, & your breath smelled like whiskey, promise anywhere that i go, take you with me. Dancing on your feet, like a child to the radio. Hello, Hello, where did you go ? We were two kids living life on the run, left the American dream, babe. Nothing to lose, & we'd get messed up. We were too fast, too young. But I will cry myself to sleep, like a sucker. I will cry myselft to sleep, if I do or die. Now, you fall asleep with an other. 

Damn you.

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