turn off the light-it is burning my eyes
things that you sayed are still on my mind
i WANT YOU dead and I WANT you alive
it seemes that i cant make up my mind
i dont think i can denie reasons why you are still alive
somethings sespiceous is going on but what?...
i dont think you are by my side
i dont longer have to hide
not along and not beside me you are
dont hang up the fucken phone!
talk to me i know you are home
you ask me to love it more
i throw fire at your dore
turn off the light it is burning my eyes..
i feel insain i cant make it
i feel the blaim ,your answer is,shitt!
you are in search of something sweet
you just took off and left me in need
bui i want to get out of you prissons walls
but youa offer dont sattisfides me at all
no way no how i leave this insain
die from a knife-cutt on your neck
..........sweet pain......
spoil-sport2002
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