terça-feira, 28 de janeiro de 2014

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Kalkito disse...

Sometimes I wish people would wake up and smell the roses.
"those who feel it...know it...
The people they don't know
I don't understand it

Somehow in this new life something is lost
But at what cost, at what cost?
The people, they don't know who they are
And I don't understand it