jueves, 27 de noviembre de 2008

My Iron Lung

Podriamos hacer cortos, pelis, libros, poemas de la alucinacion masiva llamada "amor" pero solo Thome Yorke define como se debe mis momentos contigo........

Faith, you're driving me away
You do it everyday
You don't mean it
But it hurts like hell

My brain says I'm receiving pain
A lack of oxygen
From my life support
My iron lung

We're too young to fall asleep
Too cynical to speak
We are losing it
Can't you tell?

-->But i really want to be with you

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