This? This is What I Feel Toward Speed., by Lillian |
Free and away from reality That is where you take me We're toying with life and death Neither sure where we're going yet Faster and faster was go Glad I've got your hand to hold Is this going to be our life? Or will we crash and die? [9.29.09 - 5a.m.] |
Posted: 2010-05-09 02:46:06 UTC |
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