.hope u like It its called memories. ....... Talking abt the tym tht v hav spent Got no house of my own, v were on rent Even I was empty Even u were alone Forced to think hell is a place called home I got my pain and u got ur own Forced to think hell is a place called home Remembr, wen I wàs jst a teen Wasnt even eighteen Wen v left our home How could v b so mean My mom Told us to go away She Told us to get lost Go die in the desert Get frozen in the frost No matter wht comes now Whether pleasure or pain Dont come back here Dont show ur face again Mom I lv u too Nd I need ur trust Its true lv mom, its not lust This is wht was supposed to b this my life I m her man,she is my wife And there comes my dad Guess wht he had He was aiming at me with his shotgun Mom cried No!!!!!!!!he is our son Anger was the dealer, my dad just got hired It was too late, the bullet was fired Wait........there is something tht I lied It wasnt me who died It all hearts heavy It was my baby...... The bullet burst her head, there she lay spot dead My spine chilled, got goosebumps, my heart was cold But there came some warmth wen I saw her soul She Told me tht she fine, no one can divide me So our souls got combined,she is now inside me Is was never afraid to b a loser But was afraid to lose her And I knw u lv me baby You I lv u too How can v get separated U knw u r my rooh I made mistakes to.....but I wont defend It Oh It too late......I think now I should end It........
Posted on: Mon, 10 Nov 2014 14:55:56 +0000
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