miércoles, 26 de noviembre de 2008

It's getting hard to breathe.
Darkness in my head frightens me.
There's a little devil in my mouth
writing ugly words for you to shout.
The virgin soul that lived in me
is raped by insecurity.
I need you to sing.

Sing for me my love.
Sing the right from wrong,
Here inside my mind
truth is hard to find.

It's getting too crowded here.
All alone and playing with my fear.
I don't want this anymore,
I've tied myself down to the floor.
I need you to sing.

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