A change of scenes, a change of style. A change of hopes, with no regrets, A chance to watch, admire the distance, Still occupied, though you forget. Different colours, different shapes, Over each mistakes were made. I took the blame. Directionless so plain to see, A loaded gun wont set you free. So you say. Well share a drink and step outside, An angry voice and one who cried. I gave you everything and more, This pains too much, cant take much more. Ive walked on water, run through fire, Cant seem to feel it anymore. Because were... Yay... Hoping for something more, Hoping for something else. Were... Yay... You seeing me this way, Youre hoping for something more. When our love goes WRONG!
Posted on: Sat, 20 Dec 2014 20:55:14 +0000
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