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segunda-feira, 25 de abril de 2011

Nostalgia do momento



I'm a believer.
Nothing could be worse.
All these imaginary friends.
Hiding betrayal.
Driving the nail.
Hoping to find a saviour.
No, don't, leave me to die here.
Help me survive here, alone.
Don't Surrender!
Surrender!

Put me to sleep, Evil Angel.
Open your wings, Evil Angel.
Fly over me, Evil Angel.
Why can't I breathe, Evil Angel?

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