Dec 16, 2003 23:17
my tangle hair will weave a web of lies within my sheets
and in the morning I'll be nailed where you crucified me
your blackened hair will leave a stain inside my mind so deep
and when tomorrow comes I'll wish that you would worship me
close your eyes and lets pretend.
remember why we're just friends
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