viernes, 1 de abril de 2011

Spike Bike

My sweet baby is waiting for me
She doesn’t know
I’m not coming home
Tonight

My sweet baby
She holds her bike
She is holding her bike
Tight
It has no brakes
And I cannot take
Not to see my baby
Today

I’m so far away
Drinking and laughing
But inside
I’m
Screaming
Crying
Dying
For her
For my sweet baby

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