Pick up all your
tears.
Throw them in the backseat.
Leave without a second glance.
But somehow I'm to blame for this never
ending racetrack you call life.
So turn right.....
Into my arms.
You wont be alone.
You might.....
Fall off this track sometimes.
Hope to see you on the finish line.
<3
Pick up all your tears. Throw them in the backseat. Leave without
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Jun 17, 2009 4:30pm
