Jan 10, 2005 20:17
let the music drown out the voices
body aching for all the wrong things
while murders in my head play out
can't we go back to times of purity
back to an unknown world
where all we want is to know the sky and our imagination is the limit
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to hide under your blanket, you better find me
to hold your hand, while we sleep
to make you laugh, so it tickles real deep
to add to my list, of what you do
it's been hard to catch, but it's why I love you
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