Just gonna stand there and watch me burn,
but that's allright because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry,
but that's allright because I like the way you lie
I can't tell you what it really is, I can only tell you what it feels like,
and right now there's a steel knife in my windpipe.
I can't breath but I still fight while I can fight,
as long as the wrong feels right, It's like Im in flight.
High of love, drunk from my hate
tisdag 29 juni 2010
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