rightisright
Since Oct 7, 1998
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All those people, all those lives Where are they now ? With loves, and hates And passions just like mine They were born And then they lived And then they died It seems so unfair I want to cry |
The Smiths - Cemetry Gates |
All men have secrets and here is mine So let it be known For we have been through hell and high tide I think I can rely on you ... And yet you start to recoil Heavy words are so lightly thrown But still I'd leap in front of a flying bullet for you |
The Smiths - What Difference Does it Make? |