Helpless. Left alone. Unready. Riddled. Disappointed. Men of knowledge know quite well, what monsters you women can make of one own. (Hamlet isnt right at all...) I LEFT ONE DEAD.......LOVER KILLER......AT THE WALL IN THE MIRROR Billet spied, bolt sped Across the field, crows fled I left and wounded Left one dead Billet spied, bolt sped Across the field, crows fled I left and wounded Left one dead Left one Lover killer At the wall in the mirror Billet spied, bolt sped Across the field, crows fled I left and wounded Left one dead Billet spied, bolt sped Across the field, crows fled I left and wounded Left one dead Left one Lover killer At the wall in the mirror On the one side I can dream my future, dream my future On the other, I can feel my nature, feel my nature Inside myself I have a moment to choose To hold or to refuse, To shoot or to let loose The cawing crow the pulsing throat Lover killer (lover killer) At the wall in the mirror! On the one side I can dream my future, dream my future On the other, I can feel my nature, feel my nature (x2) I AM A LOVER AND A KILLER LOVER/KILLER LOVER/KILLER I AM A LOVER AND A KILLER LOVER/KILLER https://youtube/watch?v=Ztz_yYRdYVo
Posted on: Fri, 03 Oct 2014 08:35:25 +0000
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