heart of porselain
I'm here right in front of you
so look me in the eyes
look me in teh eye and don't start to cry
cos it's you're own fault
there's nothing I can do about
nothing will change my point of view
and how I look at you
unfaithfull as you were
I saw it all the time
I saw it all the time such a big crime
cos my heart of porselain
broke in front of you
right in front of you
my small heart of porselain
was running trough
by you
so look me in the eyes
look me in teh eye and don't start to cry
cos it's you're own fault
there's nothing I can do about
nothing will change my point of view
and how I look at you
unfaithfull as you were
I saw it all the time
I saw it all the time such a big crime
cos my heart of porselain
broke in front of you
right in front of you
my small heart of porselain
was running trough
by you
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| Odin-Tund: | Dinsdag, januari 02, 2007 16:37 |
| Sommige mannen zijn net olifanten in een porseleinkast. Sterkte, Odin |
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| Auteur: dreaming girl | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: michris | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 02 januari 2007 | ||
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