sábado, 29 de octubre de 2011

I wake up in the front yard
(We don't care)
Wine stain on the sofa
(We don't care)
I threw up in the closet
But I don't care
Cause we're young
And we're broke
And the can from the coke
And sun is coming up
And oh my god I think I'm still drunk
Where's my coat?... where?


“The mirror can lie.
Doesn't show you what's inside.
And it, it can tell you you're full of life.
It's amzing what you can hide just by putting on a smile.” 

Se acabo tu tempestad.


Fuiste el mar donde vivi,y al que nunca volvere.