Lollipops turn into cigarettes. The innocent ones turn into sluts. Homework goes in the trash. Mobile phones are being used in class. Detention becomes suspension. Soda becomes vodka. Bikes become cars. Kisses turn into sex. Remember when getting high meant swinging on the playground? When protection meant wearing a helmet? When the worst things you could get from boys were cooties? Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on earth and Mom was your hero? Your worst enemies were your siblings. Race issues were about who ran the fastest. War was only a card game. And the only drug you knew was cough medicine.


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martes, 13 de abril de 2010


This is the clock up on the wall this is the story of us all , This is the first sound of a new born child before he starts to crawl.This is the war that's never won this is the soldier and his gun this is the mother way to buy the fall praying for her son ... Pictures of you Pictures of me Hung up on your wall for the world to see Pictures of you Pictures of me Remind us all of what we used to be.There is a drug that cures it all blocked by the governmental wall we are the scientists inside the lab just waiting for the call this earthquake weather has got me shaking inside I’m high up and dry...Pictures of you Pictures of me Hung up on your wall for the world to see Pictures of you Pictures of me Remind us all of what we used to be...Confess to me every secret moment every stolen promise you've believed Confess to me all that lies between us all that lies between you and me. We are the boxers in the ring we are the bells that never sing there is a title we cant win no matter how hard we must swing... Pictures of you Pictures of me Hung up on your wall for the world to see Pictures of you Pictures of me Remind us all of what we could have been Pictures of you Pictures of me Hung up on your wall for the world to see Pictures of you Pictures of me Remind us all of what we could have been What could have been We could have been Pictures of you Pictures of me Remind us all of what we could have been What could have been...
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