sexta-feira, fevereiro 03, 2012

Lyrics of the day

Big dreams, gangster
Said you had to leave to start your life over.
I was like: "No please, stay here.
We don't need no money we can make it all work".
But he headed out on Sunday, said he'd come home Monday
I stayed up waitin', anticipatin' and pacin'
But he was
chasing paper
"Caught up in the game" that was the last I heard

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