Wednesday, 10 September 2008


I need to stop listening to this song
it's not doing it's job
"It seems to me some fine things have been laid upon your table
But you only want the things that you can't get.....
Freedom yeah freedom that's just some people talking
your prison is walking through this life all alone
You better let somebody love you, let somebody love you
Let somebody love you
Before it's too late"

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