I don't wanna know, I don't wanna know.

I sleep with my hands across my chest and I dream of you with someone else; I feed my body with things that I don't need, until I sink to the bottom. Don't act like it came as a surprise, don't believe me even look into these eyes. This cant go on so I should just regret it, regret it, regret it; and even though I left you I'll forget it, forget it, forget it. I'm going missing for a while, I've got nothing left to lose; oh, I'll listen to anything. I still remember how you moved and I can taste your scent on my lips. Well, how it started I will never know, but now I've reached my limit. This cant go on so I should just regret it, regret it, regret it; and even though I left you I'll forget it, forget it, forget it. I'm going missing for a while, I've got nothing left to lose.

http://velvetglobe.blogspot.com . Fuck it! (:

I've been told that I'm going crazy

You were wearing rags, I was wearing pointe shoes; I tried to lay next to you, but you hit the snooze. The definition of a crazy person is someone that does the same thing over, and over again, while expecting new results. I cut off my tongue, you started to kiss me; blood trickled down, don't you ever miss me? Don't you ever miss, meat? Don't you ever minced, meat? Don't you ever mincth, meat? Called up my mama but I couldn't be sweet, so I escaped through the window on a rope made of sheets. Got bitten by a squirrel and stepped on a syringe, the view of Manhattan from GW bridge. You said, Honey; I said, Baby. You said, Funny; I said, Maybe. You say, Hi honey; I say, Hey baby. You asked, Was it funny?; And I said, Well, maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe.

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In red, blue, green.

Let's fight the men of science; cold, calculating, Desperate Dans. The sex fiends and angry hippies; the schnooky schnooks and the glamour pusses, and the box men and bin men, yes men and no men. And the no way nevers, and the no way nevers, and the no way nevers. Bright young things; sugars and spices, slices and dices, and the fools. Bright young things; sugars and spices, slices and dices, and the faithful's found a way to colour it in.

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'Cause I'm like a Rolling Stone.

Tell me we're rockers to swallow, tell me we're knockers to bite . And out of the beats of tomorrow, tell me what beat fills the night. No need for those; it's all over your clothes, it's all over your face, it's all over your nose. No need for those; it's all over your clothes, it's all over your face, it's all over your nose.
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JAJAJ ni el facebook me deja subir esas fotos. Son tan geniales como desastrosas.

Y con dolor de panza, de cabeza o lo que sea, Luna here we go (:
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