martes, 11 de mayo de 2010

People don't want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas. Their distractions. Their stories resolved. Their messes cleaned up. Because what would they have left? Just the big scary unknown.

My heart is under arrest again,but I'll break loosen
My head is giving me life or death,but I can't choose
I swear I'll never give in,I refuse