Apr 04, 2005 21:17
Give me my dream and give me a scene
Where you have a past of which you are clean.
Oh, give me a lie.
Tell me you fell 'cos of my grace
and not to help you erase her face.
And oh, make it your best lie.
'Cos I'm holding up a crystal glass dove in my hands and if it does
Fall, if you do fall, it's my fault
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.. i called ur celli n ur house
but noone answered :(
maybe next time??
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