lördag 26 februari 2011

She was the sweetest ever
Whatever happened to forever?
She never say never
she rather say whatever
I’d rather stay together and she’d rather chase the devil
Now I’m left to race the rebel
Bartender make it several
Turn up the bass and treble
How ’bout I make it metal?
I’m such a fatal fellow
And shes the reason why
Because without the muthaf-cker I’d die
I’d die, I’d die
So bury me today or tomorrow
Cause I’ve buried myself away
In the sorrow in May
I die before I wake
I pray I’m resurrected for her nightmares sake

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