20.9.12



Now I'm out of place,
And I'm not getting any wiser.
I feel like The Sundance Kid,
Behind the synthesizer.
And I tried last night
To pack away the laugh
Like a key under the mat
But it never seems to be there
When you want it.
 
Y lo que tenga que ser, será.
 
 


I don't mean to rain on anybody cabriolet one of those games you're gonna lose but you wanna play it
just in case.

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