Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Rootless Tree--

What I want from this is learn to let go.
No, not of you; of all that's been told.
Killers re-invent and believe and this leans on me, like a rootless...

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and all we've been through.
I said leave it, leave it, leave it, there's nothing in you.
And did you hate me, hate me, hate me, hate me so good.

That you just let me out, let me out, let me out of this hell when you're around.
Let me out, let me out, let me out of this hell when you're around.
Let me out, let me out, let me out.
Hell when you're around.
Let me out, let me out, let me out.
Hell when you're around.
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out.
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out.
Let me out, let me out, let me out.

The boy in the top right picture is only there for one reason.
The picture is incredible, don't you agree?

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