Wanting to give in, needing your help
Skin cold with fear, feel it when we touch
Outside I don't know you, but inside I'm fine
Can you see it in me?
Skin cold from touch
Each day confronted with what I have done
You pull me closer, I push you away
You tell me it's okay, I can't help but fell the pain
I hate you!
Why are you taken?
I love you!
I feel so helpless
Why is it you?
ripping my insides each time I'm with you
why do I try?
why do I really need to?
Why!!
Fuck you, bitch!
need to. . . fuck. . .
slut
Atskirkim faktus nuo vaizduotes. Faktas#1: svetaines atmosfera itempta. Faktas#2: lankosi daugiamete neapykanta man jauciantys zmones. Vaizduote#1: vieni nariai susimoke su kitais. Vaizduote#2: esu sekamas Vaizduote#3: laukiama mano mirties. Kas tiesa
Jei netikrumas yra geriausia ne kaltinti liga, valdzia ar ateivius visokius. Tad Einarai: ar esi pries mane susimokes; ar mane seki; ar pabrezdamas lauki mano mirties. Trys klausimai estafete. Jei bus lengviau bendraut man po to su musico nariais.
Einarai+4Blackberry, esme ne skaiciukuose, bet esme kad liga man sako jog daug gaidziu susimoke, gaidziai stebi gaidindamiesi, daug gaidziu mirties nori. Taigi toks vat nesaugumo jausmas ir itarinejimai del to. Kaip cia yra?