Tell me
Tell me what's wrong with society
When everywhere I look I see
Young girls dying to be on TV
Won't stop 'til
They've reached their dreams
Diet pills, surgery
Photoshop pictures in magazines
Telling them how they should be
It doesn't make sense to me
Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes
You'll see that something is wrong
I guess things are not how they
used to be
There's no more normal families
Parents act like enemies
Making kids feel like it's World War III
No one cares
No one's there
I guess we're all just too damm busy
Money's our first priority
It doesn't make sense to me
crazy-simple plan
When everywhere I look I see
Young girls dying to be on TV
Won't stop 'til
They've reached their dreams
Diet pills, surgery
Photoshop pictures in magazines
Telling them how they should be
It doesn't make sense to me
Is everybody going crazy?
Is anybody gonna save me?
Can anybody tell me what's going on?
Tell me what's going on
If you open your eyes
You'll see that something is wrong
I guess things are not how they
used to be
There's no more normal families
Parents act like enemies
Making kids feel like it's World War III
No one cares
No one's there
I guess we're all just too damm busy
Money's our first priority
It doesn't make sense to me
crazy-simple plan
posted by hanna at 7:41 AM
2 Comments:
...às vezes isto parece difícil, ein? :) não se pode amar para sempre, a noite complica tudo e até a mãe nos quer fazer um "enxoval"...mas depois nada é bem assim, às vezes ama-se para sempre, a noite é uma aliada e o "enxoval" até dá jeito...
...gosto do frio polar, gosto do inverno, gosto de dezembro, do cheiro da frio, dos fins de tarde de inverno...ah... :) gosto...
(obrigado pela visita...*)
Really amazing! Useful information. All the best.
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