martes, 16 de septiembre de 2008

Porcelain.

Baby, I'm afraid of a lot of things
But I ain't scared of loving you.
Baby, I know you are afraid of a lot of things
But don't be scared of love...
'Cause people will say all kinds of things
That don't mean a damn to me,
'Cause all I see is what's in front of me, and that's you.

Well, I've been dragged all over the place,
I've taken hits time just don't erase,
And baby I can see you've been fucked with too
But that don't mean your loving days are through...
'Cause people will say all kinds of things
That don't mean a damn to me,
'Cause all I see is what's in front of me, and that's you.

Well, I may be just a fool,
But I know we're just as cool...
And cool kids... They belong together.

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