lundi 25 octobre 2010

'' How did we get here
When I used to know you so well?
How did we get here?
Well, I think I know how ouhohoooho...

The truth is hiding in your eyes
And it’s hanging on your tongue
Just boiling in my blood
But you think that I can’t see
What kind of man that you are?
If you’re a man at all
Well, I will figure this one out
On my own '' PARAMORE

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