lørdag den 22. oktober 2011

Why?

You wanna take what makes me happy?
You will deliver pain?
Is you sight something I could ever be?
From you I have nothing to gain

Now the venom pups in my vains
And it's going from fire to ice
She would have got all what my heart contains
But the devil rolled his dice

Leaves my with misery once again
Pulls my back to a selfdistructiv time
I have no equels from where I descent
Hang myself and it's a favor not a crime

Hate me if YOU must
But let her decide
Could you just show her some trust
Insted of filling my lovelife with cynide

GIV ME PEACE
LEAVE ME ALONE
DON'T TAKE HER KEYS
TO MY HEART YOU WILL MAKE A STONE

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