quinta-feira, 3 de fevereiro de 2011

Throw dirt on me and grow a wildflower
Yeah, my life a bitch, but you know nothing bout her
Been to hell and back, I can show you vouchers
And my night stands are full of open Bibles
I think about more than I forget
But I dont go around fire expecting not to sweat
Be good or be good at it
So you can keep knocking but wont knock me down
No love lost, no love found
Im alive again
More alive than I have been in my whole entire life!!!!!!!!!!!!

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