5 hours ago
Saturday, 29 August 2009
:. Pick up the phone... .:
If I get old,I will not give in
But if I do,Remind me of this
Remind me that
Once I was free
Once I was cool
Once I was me
And if I sat down and crossed my arms
Hold me until this song
Knock me out
Smash out my brains
If I take the chair and start to talk shit
If I get old remind me of this
That night we kissed and I really meant it
Whatever happens if we're still speaking
Pick up the phone
Play me this song
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