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New York City

New York City
And the way I feel, I wanna curl up like a child.

I thought nothing could go wrong. But I was wrong.

There's always time like this when I think of you and I wonder if you ever think of me.

I wanna cry sometimes. I miss you.


I know where to find you my love, at the same old place by the river, the only way in is through the window.

For 2000 years I waited for your call. Screaming from the window, screaming bloody murder.

The more you follow me the more I get lost.

Don't take me for a sunbeam.

No light before. No light behind.

And all the time it just reminded me of you.

What a waster. What a fucking waster.


I'm half dead I'm third alive.


You just shot me up and blame it on the brown.


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# Posté le vendredi 04 janvier 2008 11:27

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