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sábado, 28 de julho de 2012

Indifference.


I will light the match this morning
so I won't be alone
watch as she lies silent
for soon that will be gone
oh, i will stand arms outstretched
pretend i'm free to roam
oh, i will make my way through
one more day in hell

How much difference does it make?
how much difference does it make?

I will hold the candle
until it burns up my arm
oh, i'll keep taking punches
until their will grows tired
oh, i will stare the sun down
until my eyes go blind
hey, i won't change direction
and i won't change my mind

How much difference does it make?
how much difference does it make?

I'll swallow poison
until i grow immune
i will scream my lungs out
till it fills this room

How much difference…
how much difference…
how much difference does it make?
how much difference does it make?


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