m.o.n.e.y.

( Mi segundo millón en efectivo y mi primer millón en el banco )

Money, to get away.

(to get a trip)

.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mDbcgeRm3x4

Now where's your picket fence love
And where's that shiny car
Did it ever get you far?
You never seem so tense, love
Never seen you fall so hard
Do you know where you are?

Truth be told I miss you
Truth be told I'm lying

When you hear this song I hope that it will give you hell
You can sing along I hope that it puts you through hell

(cuando me dejes de tratar así, hablamos)