(One, two, three, okay)
You're walkin' on hot coals now, you fuck
'Cause you're a joke, yeah, you're a hoax and now I found you out
'Cause you think the brains in your head are worth
Breathing this smoke and itchy throats and being happy
And I could be your man all day and you could look inside my brain and see this one thing
But then it disappears like smoke and you're alone
I forget
How to play
The game
Everyone
Wants to come
Along
I don't know
Where you are
(One, two, three, okay)
You're starting to look really weird, oh, yeah
Your face is out of place and I can't make you out
And I forget just what you said
Yeah, it's not clear, it was about fear and getting out of here
But you're okay with me
Tear it down
It's not right
Tear it down
It's not right
- Alex G, 2010
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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Fanfiction"TO ME, MY X-MEN" It was always Charles and Anya, father and daughter, mutant and mutant alike. His dream for mutant and human co-existence, and her vision for a world where she wouldn't be feared. Anya Xavier was always an antisocial, punk teenage...
