Let's all pack up and move this year,
We'll slip the lines and disappear,
Leave memories for auctioneers.
And those, just standing still.
They'll miss the taste of wanting you.
Call out your name like I still do.
But they haven't said a word that's true,
And they only hold you down.
In this heartbreak world..
Of just imagine.
With tired talk of better days,
In his heartbreak world..
Where nothing matters,
C'mon let's make this world that's barely half awake,
Come true.
Let's move out of Los Angeles,
And just drive until the summer gives,
And forget the lives we used to live,
Cause we're gone..
ceturtdiena, 2009. gada 19. novembris
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