What tongueless ghost of sin crept through my curtains? sailing on a sea of sweat on a stormy night i think he don't got a name but i can't be certain and in me he starts to confide That my family don't seem so familiar and my enemies all know my name and if you hear me tap on your window better get on yer knees and pray panic is on the way My pulse pumps out a beat to the ghost dancer my eyes are dead and my throat's like a black hole and if there's a god would he give another chancer an hour to sing for his soul....
jueves, 29 de abril de 2010
Hola! como estàn , bueno este blogg, es nuevo :B, nose qe onda el otro era demmasiado feo :B, bueno les cuento mi "GRAN DIA" , hoy me levante temprano como sieeemmpre, ycomi, me fui al coolegio, dios me avisaron qe falto la profesora ,yo me tuve que quedar porque no habia nadie en mi casa jajaja, eeem . se armo un re lio(?) que ni ganas de contar e.e, eem nada mañaaanna no vooy al coooegio ni en peedooo , osea ni ganas, y ahora me fui a comer fideos Chhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaau