April 2010
I'm naked I'm numb I'm stupid I'm staying And if Cupid's got a gun, then he's shootin' Lights black Heads bang You're my drug We live it You're drunk, you need it Real love, I'll give it So we're bo
I've hardly been outside my room in days, 'Cause I don't feel that I deserve the sunshine's rays. The darkness helped until the whiskey wore away, And it was then I realised the conscience never fades
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