You leave in the morning with everything you own in a little black case
Alone on a platform, the wind and the rain on a sad and lonely face
Mother will never understand why you had to leave
But the answers you seek will never be found at home
The love that you need will never be found at home
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Pushed around and kicked around, always a lonely boy
You were the one that they'd talk about around town as they put you down
And as hard as they would try they'd hurt to make you cry
But you never cried to them, just to your soul
No, you never cried to them, just to your soul
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away (Crying to your soul)
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away (Crying to your soul)
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away (Crying to your soul)
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Bueno, en verdad me queda poco en este piso. Y hasta ahora muy buen trato. Hasta ahora. Que creo que debe haber entendido que muy bien no me sentó. También me queda un mes aprox en este piso (SEVIENENUDANZAOTRAVEZ.gif) y no lo volveré a ver en un tiempo lo mas seguro.
HACED VUESTRAS COSICAS Y MEDITAD YA LAS ELECCIONES QUE LUEGO SON TODO PRISAS
@ChiquiVigo
Me esperaba un "¿Tienes garrafó, tete?"
@gnomolesten
Pillo fasciitis con esa tipeja que ya me he encontrado en X
Ricitos de polla.
El término no ofensivo es Ricitos de polla
@paumal
Te vendo 15 minutos de entrevista a 100€
Ya sabes, para quitarte el mono
Alone on a platform, the wind and the rain on a sad and lonely face
Mother will never understand why you had to leave
But the answers you seek will never be found at home
The love that you need will never be found at home
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Pushed around and kicked around, always a lonely boy
You were the one that they'd talk about around town as they put you down
And as hard as they would try they'd hurt to make you cry
But you never cried to them, just to your soul
No, you never cried to them, just to your soul
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away (Crying to your soul)
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away (Crying to your soul)
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away (Crying to your soul)
Run away, turn away, run away, turn away, run away
Cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
Cry, boy, cry, boy, cry
El autónomo tuyo
@Senaibur @gnomolesten @mis_cojones_33
Bueno, bueno, no nos tiremos de los pelos. Pelillos a la mar y flequillo al viento
@gnomolesten @mis_cojones_33
Todos sabemos que @gnomolesten tiene cierta predilección por ti
Parece que pintan calvas
@filemon314
Lo del puticlub entra en el DLC "Luces en la carretera"
@DrToxic
I like my toast done on one side
And you can hear it in my accent when I talk
I'm an Englishman in New York
See me walking down Fifth Avenue
A walking cane here at my side
I take it everywhere I walk
I'm an Englishman in New York
Whoa, I'm an alien
I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
Whoa, I'm an alien
I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
If manners maketh man, as someone said
He's the hero of the day
It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile
Be yourself, no matter what they say
Whoa, I'm an alien
I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
Whoa, I'm an alien
I'm a legal alien
I'm an Englishman in New York
El plan perfecto: si se te caía un pelo siempre podía pasar por púbico
Ya nacemos derechita cobarde:
- Nada de rojos implícitos
- VIVANLOSTOROSHOSTIAYA
- Deportación de todo aquello que no sea español ario masculino
Flojos
¿Ahora se le llama entrenamiento?
Yo tengo el argumento definitiva antiplanismo:
Si fuera cierto, los gatos hubiesen tirado todo por el borde.
JUAKEMATE TERRAPLANISTAS
La que sea
Recordatorio Pelirrojer Importante
West Virginia
Blue Ridge Mountains
Shenandoah River
Life is old there
Older than the trees
Younger than the mountains
Growing like a breeze
Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads
All my memories
Gather 'round her
Miner's lady
Stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty
Painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine
Teardrop in my eye
Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads
Bueno, en verdad me queda poco en este piso. Y hasta ahora muy buen trato. Hasta ahora. Que creo que debe haber entendido que muy bien no me sentó. También me queda un mes aprox en este piso (SEVIENENUDANZAOTRAVEZ.gif) y no lo volveré a ver en un tiempo lo mas seguro.