Mood:
You might be just what I need
No I would not change a thing
Been dreaming of this so long
But we only exist in this song
The thing is, I'm not worth the sorrow
And if you come and meet me tomorrow
I will hold you down, fold you in
Deep, deep, deep in the fiction we live
I break in two over you
I break in two
And if a piece of you dies
Autumn, I will bring you back to life
Of course I see you
I do.
From autumn to ashes - The fiction we live...










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where have you been little professor?
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- I forgot who I am but I am too tired to be it -
pronto era so pra dizer que tens uma galeria bonita
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love is suicide
Warkane -> [link]
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:: p0int :: [i'm.choosing.a.weapon.to.kill.you]
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i bet that you look good on the dancefloor.
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