[ 29.12.02 ]
"Come and hold my hand,
I wanna contact the living.
Not sure I understand
this role I've been given.
I sit and talk to God,
and he just laughs at my plans.
My head speaks a language
I don't understand.
I don't want to die
but I ain't keen on living either.
Before
I fall in love
I'm preparing to leave her.
I scare myself to death
that's why I'm keep on running.
Before I've arrived,
I can see myself coming.
There's a hole in my soul,
you can see it in my face...
... it's a real big place."
R.W.
Bienvenido 2003... realmente, te estaba esperando.
El armario ya puede volver a llenarse.
Chikago.
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