I had a match, but she had a lighter.
I had a flame, but she had a fire.
I was bright, but she was much brighter.
I was high, but she was the sky.
Oh baby, I was bound for Mexico.
Oh baby, I was was bound to let you go.
I don't know much about Cinco de Mayo,
I'm never sure what it's all about.
But I say I want you and you don't believe me;
You say you want me, but I've got my doubts.
Oh baby, I was bound for Mexico.
Oh baby, I was bound to let you go.
I had a match, but she had a lighter.
I had a flame, but she had a fire.
I was bright, but she was much brighter.
I was high, but she was the sky.
Oh baby, I was bound for Mexico.
Oh baby, I was bound to let you go.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Start a War
This was supposed to be my chance. This was MY dream. But you came and stole it all away. Don't you have enough of your own? Aren't you satisfied with all that you already have? Why can't you leave something for me.
It was MY turn.
Why don't you watch where you're wandering? Why don't you watch where you're stumbling? You're wading knee deep and going in. This bog is thick and easy to get lost in, 'cause you're a stupid belligerent fucker.
I hope it sucks you down.
It was MY turn.
Why don't you watch where you're wandering? Why don't you watch where you're stumbling? You're wading knee deep and going in. This bog is thick and easy to get lost in, 'cause you're a stupid belligerent fucker.
I hope it sucks you down.
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