You think I'm crazy or something
Always following you around
You say I'm a hopeless case
Run an obsession into the ground
You call me a loser
You call me a shadowing fool
Look over your shoulder
And you say I'm haunting you
So why do you call me
Why do you look for me
Why do your eyes follow me the way they do
You call me a loser
You call me a shadowing fool
But I was a good girl
Yeah, 'til you taught me
What it means to be true
Why do you call me
I know you look for me
Why do your eyes follow me the way they do
środa, 4 listopada 2009
A przy nagrobku będzie czuwać cisza co i tak odfruwa...
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środa, listopada 04, 2009
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