Arranjei uma nova 'casa'. Mas fica no mistério o meu novo sítio de eleição.
Hoje ficam umas fotografias tiradas por mim e pelo richard.

he looks like the real thing
he tastes like the real thing
my fake plastic love.
but I can't help the feeling
i could blow through the ceiling
if I just turn and run.
and it wears me out, it wears me out.
it wears me out, it wears me out.

and if I could be who you wanted
if I could be who you wanted
all the time, all the time.