You’re only happy when I’m wasted, I point my finger but I just can’t place it ; feels like I’m falling in love when I’m falling to the bathroom floor. I remember how you tasted, I’ve had so many times, let’s face it, feels like I’m falling in love alone ; Stella, would you take me home?
miércoles, 8 de septiembre de 2010
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