sábado, 22 de agosto de 2009

Lay where you're laying...

The dark of the alley
The breaking of day
The head while I'm driving
I'm driving

You're soft lips are open
Them knuckles are pale
Feels like you're dying
You're dying

If it's not forever...
If it's just tonight...
(Kings of Leon - Sex on Fire)

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