June
Saturday 28 March 2009 photo 3/3
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Your scent reminds me of a place we used to go
The kisses placed upon my neck show signs of no return
The bed we fucked in smells the same but now the stench is fading
The taste of you inside my mouth remains but still I’m hearing
There’s no love, everybody’s crying
There’s no truth, everyone’s misguiding
And now the end is here
There’s no more pills to swallow
The bitter taste I feel won’t lead me to tomorrow
Cries for anger, lies for power
Fighting for nothing is what you were born for
Cries for anger, lies for power
Fighting for nothing is what you were born for
The kisses placed upon my neck show signs of no return
The bed we fucked in smells the same but now the stench is fading
The taste of you inside my mouth remains but still I’m hearing
There’s no love, everybody’s crying
There’s no truth, everyone’s misguiding
And now the end is here
There’s no more pills to swallow
The bitter taste I feel won’t lead me to tomorrow
Fighting for nothing is what you were born for
Cries for anger, lies for power
Fighting for nothing is what you were born for
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