She seems dressed in all the rings Of past fatalities So fragile yet so devious She continues to see Climatic hands that press Her temples and my chest Enter the night that she came home Forever Oh (Shes the only one that makes me sad) She is everything and more The solemn hypnotic My Dahlia, bathed in possession She is someone to me I get nervous, perverse when I see her its worse But the stress is astounding Its now or never shes coming home Forever Oh (Shes the only one that makes me sad) Hard to say what caught my attention Fixed and crazy, aphid attraction Carve my name in my face, to recognize Such a pheromone cult to terrorize I wont let this build up inside of me I wont let this build up inside of me I wont let this build up inside of me I wont let this build up inside of me Yeah Im a slave and I am a master No restraints and unchecked collectors I exist through my need, to self-oblige She is something in me, that I despise I wont let this build up inside of me I wont let this build up inside of me I wont let this build up inside of me I wont let this build up inside of me I wont let this build up inside of me I wont let this build up inside of me I wont let this build up inside of me I wont let this build up inside of me She isnt real I cant make her real She isnt real I cant make her real She isnt real I wont make her real She isnt real I cant make her real
Posted on: Fri, 26 Sep 2014 03:34:56 +0000
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