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发表于 2009-1-31 03:20:05
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It's getting late I think my time is running out
No one special nothing lasting within sight
How should I stay calm when panic lies just ahead,
Ever one can see my youth hanging by a thread
No subtle men came to my town
No subtle man begging for my hand
I'm one of few who's left when everyone has gone
the train is leaving and it's too late to get on
So much for running when noone stays to wait,
for another broken promise, to slip my mind by mistake
who would take my world on anything these days
I've failed soo many times saying i'm gonna change
No subtle man lives in my town
No subtle man begging for my hand |
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