jueves, 7 de octubre de 2010

The Great Escape.

Let's get drunk and ride around. We can make it right... forget yesterday. We won't hear a word they say, they don't know us anyway. We are finally free tonight. We will scream loud at the top of our lungs, and they will think it's just because we are young. We will feel so alive.

All the wasted time.
The hours that were left behind.
The answers that we'll never find.
They don't mean a thing tonight.

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