Your life,a gameturn it up,
turn it up with cocain.And everytime that you live is a time
when you feel and the only time you heal
Tell me what it is and it would never be like this.
A problem that we have in common baby
tell me what it isit probably doesn't meen a piss.
will rip my heart apart, Now it's to late,
to late to live, only heaven loves you now.
so love it back for once, just once!
Now it's to late,
to late to live and my councius killing me.
so am I alive . . . but Im not free .
lördag 19 juli 2008
Upplagd av VildaTette kl. 17:49
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