I'll turn it to shit, happy and free.



I sold my soul, so I could try; I'm standing at the picket line. And anyone that wants the fun, now is the time. I'm calling out to you from the basement; I got a need to feel, so I shake! shake! You got a problem with me, say it; I couldn't care if we lose, no. He said I'm lost and out of love, I think it's more a case of no damn luck; just like a gun, just for the fun, I set it off. I'm calling out to you from the basement; I got a need to feel, so I shake! shake! You got a problem with me, say it; I couldn't care if we lose, no. Another poem to you from the bedroom, into the streets I run from the classroom; I got a need to feel, so I shake! shake!

http://velvetglobe.blogspot.com . Otra vez a las andanzas (? jaja.

3 talk way too much:

Guido :) dijo...

me gusta tu foto de perfil nueva :)
aunque tal vez la cambiaste hace mucho y yo recien me doy cuenta, o capaz es la misma de siempre, aunque eso creo que no porque estoy casi seguro de haber visto una foto tuya que tenias con tu guitarra, pero ya no se u.u xD

HOLA (?)

=)

Min Smith dijo...

Gracias por pasar!

Un saludo!

Debb dijo...

Ayy quiero un trago :S