Thursday, September 1, 2011



You say that it's not your fault
And swear that I am mistaken
You said it's not what it seems
No remorse for the trust you're breaking
You run but then back you fall
Suffocate from the mess your making
You can't get enough you take and take and take and take
Fuck it, are you listening?

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