Friday, July 01, 2011

white;

When your chips are down, and your drinks are all gone
I'll still be here, wishing and waiting for you to come on
Kaleidoscope eyes, sparkle at the world
My emerald city, downtown girl
In the sickness of you, I'm just a white blood cell
Fighting like hell for you.
-Kaleidoscope Eyes, Panic! at the Disco.

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