Thursday 27 December 2007 photo 3/4
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picking up the phone aint an option now i wanna use the gun tonight laying on the bed begging for the blow feeling kinda dead aching to the bone breathing down your spine in a darkened room i wanna take my time but its heading out of line craving for your touch thats gonna bring me down like a kiss of death i just cant turn away i can be the one alone i can be the one alone i can be the one alone
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