All around are me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for the daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrows
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
a winding road.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009 @ 6:47 PM
stop fucking yours and other ppl's life up sweeliang!
i think im still not ready to give up my bachelorhood yet. FML.