One day, oh one sweet day..

Segunda feira, 8 de Novembro de 2010

I hold on to people..

Trying not to fall in the deph of my own passion..



Um dia hei-de conseguir cortar as amarras!
But of what good is control?


I do like passion..
I wish it would last longer..

I want it all.. And sometimes..
Not even that is enough..

Don't hate the game.. Memories.. memories.. sweet sick memories..

Don't hate the player she says..

Hate the game!

But in reality.. It's you.. Not me!
You are the problem!

All the you's out there that never like me enough for me not to beg for love..

I don't think I can ever be fixed..

But I know you don't deserve to mend my heart..

If your betrayal makes me bleed..

Don't hate the game..
Hate the players..

The world is at war..
So are you..