Scars are souvenirs you never lose, the past is never far

Monday, August 25, 2008

QOTSA

It's so safe to play along
Little soldiers in a row
Falling in and out of love
Something sweet to throw away.
I want something good to die for
To make it beautiful to live.
I want a new mistake,
loses more than hesitates.
Do you believe it in your head?

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