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Name: vylia
From: Colombia
Location: San Carlos de Bariloche, Rio Negro, Argentina
About me: Someone called me the jellyfish of sand... maybe it's the plain truth or the most attractive lie.
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Saturday, June 16, 2007,2:26 PM
Garbage - Special
I'm living without you
I know all about you
I have run you down into the ground
spread disease about you over town

I used to adore you
I couldn't control you
there was nothing that I wouldn't do
to keep myself around and close to you

Do you have an opinion?
a mind of your own?
I thought you were special
I thought you should know
but I've run out of patience
I couldn't care less

I...
I...

Do you have an opinion?
a mind of your own?
I thought you were special
I thought you should know

I used to amuse you
I knew that I'd lose you
now you're here and begging for a chance
but there's no way in hell I'd take you back

Do you have an opinion?
a mind of your own?
I thought you were special
I thought you should know
but I've run out of patience
I've run out of comments
I'm tired of the violence
I couldn't care less

I'm looking for a new
I'm looking for a new
I'm looking for a new
I'm looking for a new

We were the talk of the town
we were the talk of the town
we were the talk of the town
we were the talk of the town

I thought you were special
I thought you were special
I thought you were special
I thought you were special
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