June
Sunday 29 March 2009 photo 1/1
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Split me wide open and look right inside
There's so many things that I tried to hide
Is nothing sacred, is nothing saved?
Your gentle eyes like a razor blade
They cut me open, you look right through
Pinned to a wall, I am hung from a tree
For all these drooling faces that can look up and see
There's so many things that I tried to hide
Is nothing sacred, is nothing saved?
Your gentle eyes like a razor blade
They cut me open, you look right through
Pinned to a wall, I am hung from a tree
For all these drooling faces that can look up and see
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