jueves, julio 6

(Y sé que no importa lo que haga)

Perfect plans cannot be made

(Ask me anything you like
I'll reveal everything
I will treasure the truth
You could know anything
I am but a fool to play unaware of things
If I'd treasured the truth
I would tell it to you
I'm coming down to tell you what I know
To say what's real, to let you know
Where I have been and how I had to

Sleep on needles
You'll believe you are hard
Sleep on needles
And hear only the truth)