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Thursday 14 January 2010 photo 5/8
![The night has started here we go
I've taken everything
This is our time to lose control
What do you want from me?
You line them up we'll put them down
This is so frustrating
To watch you sleazing all around
Yet you keep on smiling
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
What can I do to make you feel,
you're wanted
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
I’m suffocating under words of sorrow
Her skin reflects behind the blur
I’m intoxicated
Where am I from? Why am I here?
You're so predictable
Fingers running through my hair,
But its all just fiction
She steps out from her underwear,
So beautiful
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
What can I do to make you feel,
you're wanted
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
I’m suffocating under words of sorrow
[guitar solo]
Go!
(There's bodies lying on the floor)
But I keep on staring…
(My world is over, close the door)
Her skin reflects behind the blur
I’m intoxicated
Where am I from? Why am I here?
You're so predictable
Fingers running through my hair
I’ve a new addiction
She steps out from her underwear
So beautiful
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
What can I do to make you feel,
you're wanted
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
I’m suffocating under words of sorrow
(Words of sorrow)](http://cdn08.dayviews.com/71/_u1/_u5/_u2/_u5/_u3/_u7/u1525379/fs_437383520_30458_1263462195/The_night_has_started_here_we_go_I_ve_taken_everything_This_is_our_time_to_lose_control_What_do_you.jpg)
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The night has started here we go
I've taken everything
This is our time to lose control
What do you want from me?
You line them up we'll put them down
This is so frustrating
To watch you sleazing all around
Yet you keep on smiling
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
What can I do to make you feel,
you're wanted
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
I’m suffocating under words of sorrow
Her skin reflects behind the blur
I’m intoxicated
Where am I from? Why am I here?
You're so predictable
Fingers running through my hair,
But its all just fiction
She steps out from her underwear,
So beautiful
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
What can I do to make you feel,
you're wanted
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
I’m suffocating under words of sorrow
[guitar solo]
Go!
(There's bodies lying on the floor)
But I keep on staring…
(My world is over, close the door)
Her skin reflects behind the blur
I’m intoxicated
Where am I from? Why am I here?
You're so predictable
Fingers running through my hair
I’ve a new addiction
She steps out from her underwear
So beautiful
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
What can I do to make you feel,
you're wanted
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
I’m suffocating under words of sorrow
(Words of sorrow)
I've taken everything
This is our time to lose control
What do you want from me?
You line them up we'll put them down
This is so frustrating
To watch you sleazing all around
Yet you keep on smiling
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
What can I do to make you feel,
you're wanted
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
I’m suffocating under words of sorrow
Her skin reflects behind the blur
I’m intoxicated
Where am I from? Why am I here?
You're so predictable
Fingers running through my hair,
But its all just fiction
She steps out from her underwear,
So beautiful
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
What can I do to make you feel,
you're wanted
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
I’m suffocating under words of sorrow
[guitar solo]
Go!
(There's bodies lying on the floor)
But I keep on staring…
(My world is over, close the door)
Her skin reflects behind the blur
I’m intoxicated
Where am I from? Why am I here?
You're so predictable
Fingers running through my hair
I’ve a new addiction
She steps out from her underwear
So beautiful
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
What can I do to make you feel,
you're wanted
What can I do to make you see?
(You're Guilty!)
I’m suffocating under words of sorrow
(Words of sorrow)
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