domingo, 6 de junio de 2010

How can I decide what’s right when you’re clouding up my mind, I can’t win your losing fight all the time. How can I ever own what’s mine when you’re always taking sides, but you won’t take away my pride, not this time. How did we get here when I used to know you so well. The truth is hiding in your eyes and its hanging on your tongue just boiling in my blood, but you think that I cant see what kind of man you are, if you’re a man at all. Well, I will figure this one out on my own. There is something I see in you, that it might kill me.. I want it to be true.

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