lunes, 6 de junio de 2011

Voces.

Voices start to ring in your head, tell me what do they say 
Distant echoes from another time start to creep in your brain 

So you've playing round this like it's convenient
You do it so often that you start to believe it
You have demons so nobody can blame you

But who is the master and who is the slave?


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