26 Mart 2014 Çarşamba

this life

yine dağılıp gitmiş bir gruptan, victory at sea'den.

This life, it's what you make of it
and you have made me older.
That night, it could have lasted longer,
only if I told her.
With friends like you, I don't need friends.
Those worry lines
across your face
will be with you till the end

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