January
22 February 2009
Scar tissue that I wish you saw Sarcastic mister know it all Close your eyes and I'll kiss you 'cause With the birds I'll share This lonely view With the birds I'll share This lonely view Push me up
We too feel alone That place in my mind Is that space that you call mine That place in my mind Is that space that you call mine Where have I been all this time? Lost enslaved fatal decline I've been
push my fingers into my eyes... It's the only thing that slowly stops the ache... But it's made of all the things I have to take... Jesus, it never ends, it works it's way inside... If the pain
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