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jueves, 5 de mayo de 2011

Firework


Do you ever feel like a plastic bag, drifting through the wind wanting to start again?

Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin like a house a cards, one blow from caving in?

Do you ever feel already buried deep? Six feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing

Do you know that there's still a chance for you

Because there's a spark in you

You just gotta ignite, the light, and let bit shine

Just own the night the 4th of July

Because baby you're a firework

Come on show 'em what you're worth

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