miércoles, 5 de mayo de 2010

Breaking away


I'm breaking away from you.
Open your hands and show me what your holding.
Is it an emerald, or is it a pearl?
What other information are you beholding?
You're such a funny girl.

Where is your mother,
where did she came from?
Was your father a sailor or a thief?
Who was your brothers, where did they came from?
I'd wish you'd tell me about them at least.
But you're so silent, you're so gentle.
I think my brain will go.
This town's your town, yeah,
this room's your temple.
And now you know what I have to go.

That's what it takes to love you.
That's what it takes to love you too. That's what it takes to hate you too.
So I'll just wanna go. Break... break... break... break... break...
break... break... break... break... break... break...
I'm breaking away from you.

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