Take one last look at my lost eye
and throttle the ignition...
I'm losing my religion
And it makes me wanna cry.
Torture me
with the sweet sound
of a lightning stroke.
Kill me
with soft words
untill you choke.
Cast a spell over my lies
Breathing gets harder and harder
as you slowly spell "goodbye".
Just stabb her!
Torture me
with the tearing sound
of love notes.
Kill me
with a lyrics
that you wrote.
I don't understand
I can't stand this any longer.
As you sing so sweetly
I'm growing weaker.
Could I?
Should I?
Don't ask too much of me
I'll do as I'm told...
11/06/2007
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2 comments:
O poema está bom, tem é umas pequenas partes digamos... "torturosas" xD
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You really like HIM uhm?
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