Scissors cutting out your anger. ~Thornchild Lyrics: I dont remember Did something in my past create a hole? Dont use your gender To drive a stake right through my soul I live to function On my own is all I know No friends to mention No distraction, nowhere to go Shallow, shallow Give it to me, give it to me Scissors cutting out your anger Shallow, shallow No good to me, not if you bleed Bite your tongue, ignore the splinter This city drains me Well maybe its the smell of gasoline The millions pain me Its easier to talk to my PC I live to function On my own is all I know No friends to mention No distraction, nowhere to go Shallow, shallow Give it to me, give it to me Scissors cutting out your anger Shallow, shallow No good to me, not if you bleed Bite your tongue, ignore the splinter youtube/watch?v=7_8UmXv5Xac
Posted on: Wed, 24 Sep 2014 05:36:31 +0000
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