“moonlight on my floor, shining through the roof
they got the city surrounded, as if I needed proof
I forgot my fear, feel it’s on the rise
buried by all of the pieces, falling from the sky
but pieces of what? pieces of what?” -MGMT
pieces of what…
Posted August 4th 2008 at 6:44 am by admin
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