Wednesday 8 April 2009 photo 1/2
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The scars on my arms remind me how I got this way
I can taste the stain of your sickness on my lips
Of all the stupid things in my life I fell for this
I fell for this
I'll ask again like you never knew
Just lie to me
Just lie to me..."Were gonna make it through"
I'm well past wanting the truth
I can taste the stain of your sickness on my lips
Of all the stupid things in my life I fell for this
I fell for this
I'll ask again like you never knew
Just lie to me
Just lie to me..."Were gonna make it through"
I'm well past wanting the truth
Annons