November
Tuesday 22 December 2009 photo 1/1
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So now we’ve come upon the hardest thing I've ever done
It's telling you that I’m a mess
What sort of mess I mean
Is self-destructive gasoline
The kind that strips you of your best
And while I play instead the way that most would end up dead
You sleep alone at home and wish that I was in our bed
With this I’m telling you
My color changes back to blue
How do I ask you this
Will you help me through?
It's telling you that I’m a mess
What sort of mess I mean
Is self-destructive gasoline
The kind that strips you of your best
And while I play instead the way that most would end up dead
You sleep alone at home and wish that I was in our bed
With this I’m telling you
My color changes back to blue
How do I ask you this
Will you help me through?
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