Nothing's ever the same be it a second later or a hundred years. It's always churning and roiling. And people change as much as oceans...

Sunday, January 24, 2010

So you think you can love me and live me to die???

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

[Guitar Solo]
(Oooh yeah, Oooh yeah)

Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me

Any way the wind blows...

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