lunes 16 de marzo de 2009
Come for me, Comfort me, Cover me
And after some time
I know I would go blind
But seeing wont lift binds
The vision to the eye
I lose my voice I know
But I've nothing left to say
(Nothing left to pray)
...
Etiquetas:
Agoraphobia,
Deerhunter
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Oiga, esto está muerto...
¿Qué pasa?
This is dead.
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