segunda-feira, janeiro 05, 2004

::: In The End :::
Green Day

All brawn and no brains
And all those nice things
You finally got what you want
Someone to look good with
And light your cigarette
Is this what you really want?

I figured out what you're all about
And I don't think I like what I see
Soooooo
I hope I won't be there
In the end if you come around

How long will he last before
He's a creep in the past
And you're alone once again?
Will you pop up again and be my
Special friend
'til the end and when will that be?

I figured out what you're all about
And I don't think I like what I see
Soooooo....
I hope I won't be there
In the end when you come around

I figured out what you're
All about
And I don't think I like what I see
Soooooo....
I hope I won't be there
In the end if you come around

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