Friday, February 27, 2009
Do it for me now.
I'm frightened at night and the wind has a roar,
It seeps through the hall and from under the door,
Like the shit that was said,
I can't take it that well.
I give and I give and I give and I give and I'm still,
Lost and hurt and bone thin from the love that's been starved,
I know it got close but I'm sure it's too far,
From the point of suspense, we know it should be
The end of that part of our favorite movie:
When the guy grabs the girl and gives her his hand,
'Says take me away from this torturous land.
Cause the grave is set up, the hole that I dug.
I gave and I gave and I gave and I gave you my trust.
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9:35 AM
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