Sunday, July 12, 2009


You're like a rocket in my mind
That's waiting to define everything about me no one knew
And you stick like a poster on my wall
As if you don't wanna move

I got no money in my pocket
Nobody to rock with but you
But you know me I don't seem to roll
Somehow we managed to get through

i steal that from Yuna - Rocket

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