Dienstag, 31. Mai 2011

come on skinny love..





Cut out all the ropes and let me fall 
I told you to be patient I told you to be fine 
I told you to be balanced I told you to be kind 
In the morning I'll be with you 
But it will be a different kind 
I'll be holding all the tickets 
And you'll be owning all the fines..

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