I heard you crying loud, all the way across town. You've been searching for that someone and it's me out on the prowl, as you sit around feeling sorry for yourself. Don't get lonely now, dry your whining eyes; I'm just roaming for the moment, sleazin' my back yard so don't get so uptight, you been thinking about ditching me. No time to search the world around, 'cause you know where I'll be found when I come around. I heard it all before so don't knock down my door; I'm a loser and a user so I don't need no accuser to try and slag me down, because I know I'm right. So go, do what you like, make sure you do it wise; you may find out that your selfdoubt means nothing was ever there. You can't go forcing something if it's just not right. No time to search the world around, 'cause you know where I'll be found when I come around.
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Otra cosa, a los que tengan flickr, agreguen http://www.flickr.com/photos/39712043@N08/ ;)
