August
Friday 18 June 2010 photo 1/1
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Tell me something new
Cause I dont belive in you
Really dont care
If you have something to share
I just look for something rare
Like spiritual contact
So you dont have to act
I see through you
No matter what you say or do
Take my hand, kiss me, fool me around
Take me to the underground
You whisper "go home to me?" in my ear
Like I was your dear
But I know who is real
And that arent me
Its only yourself you deceive
In this last eve
For something you lost is hard not to miss, but intimacy is so much easier to recreate
Its easier to hate than being a mate
For when the heart is missing its easier to get laid
No expectations or demands just sweet marmalade
Lick it, tonight I am your maid
I see through you
No matter what you say or do
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