May 10, 2006 10:15
After a long session in the gym, just me and the huge punching bag, tape on my hands and 'angry' mix in my ears...back in my cabin and pulling the tape off I hear this...
I'm under your spell
God how can this be
Playing with my memories
You know I've been through hell
Don't you see
There'll be nothing left of me
You made me believe...
...me I don't want to go
And it'll grieve me cause I love you so
But we both know...
Wish I could trust that it was just this once
But I must do what I must
I can't adjust to this disgust
We're done
And I just wish I could stay...
Everywhere I turn...I swear.