sexta-feira, 4 de março de 2011

Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat

You don't have to believe me
By the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger
I might have to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger
I'll point you to the mirror
(Playing God - Paramore)
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Quem nunca se sentiu assim , que atire a primeira pedra .


ClarinhaViegas (:

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