quinta-feira, 3 de novembro de 2011

Still ill?



 I decree today that life Is simply taking and not giving
 England is mine - it owes me a living
 But ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye
 Oh, ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye
 But we cannot cling to the old dreams anymore
 No, we cannot cling to those dreams 
 Does the body rule the mind
 Or does the mind rule the body ? I don´t know....

 Under the iron bridge we kissed
 And although I ended up with sore lips
 It just wasn't like the old days anymore
 No, it wasn't like those days

 Am I still ill ? Oh ... Am I still ill ?

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