I get tired, and upset
And I’m trying to care a little less
And on Google I only get depressed
I was taught to dodge those issues, I was told:
Don’t worry, there’s no doubt
There’s always something to cry about
When you’re stuck in an angry crowd
They don’t think what they say before they open their mouth, you gotta
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
And bury them beneath the sea
I don’t care what the people may say
What the people may say bout me.
Pack up your troubles get your old grin back
Don’t worry about the cavalry
I don’t care what the whisperers say
'Cause they w
And I’m trying to care a little less
And on Google I only get depressed
I was taught to dodge those issues, I was told:
Don’t worry, there’s no doubt
There’s always something to cry about
When you’re stuck in an angry crowd
They don’t think what they say before they open their mouth, you gotta
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag
And bury them beneath the sea
I don’t care what the people may say
What the people may say bout me.
Pack up your troubles get your old grin back
Don’t worry about the cavalry
I don’t care what the whisperers say
'Cause they w
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Elenaaa jaja se que has sido tu la creadora de esta entrada =) ME ENCANTA! por fin le vamos dando un poco de alegria! el diseño tambien me gusta muuuak (L)
ResponderEliminarme encanta, bufff... todavía no he escrito ninguna entrada.. debría ir haciéndolo ya pero es que ni mi blog lo toco, gracias Pilar y Elena por darle vida :)
ResponderEliminarMarta también escribio =) la entrada de la amistad; que es un desfase por cierto jaja esta genial!
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