Sometimes you gotta fall before you fly and sometimes to really live, you’ve gotta try
lunes, 17 de enero de 2011
Coffee & Cigarettes
Coffee and Cigarettes are my only escape. I got my cup of Joe, my pack of stokes. And I'm on my way downtown, to set up shop. And sing my cares away. So, won't you sing with me, 'Cause it's cold outside, and I'm feeling kinda lonely.
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