Monday, October 27, 2008

My Gift to You

Laying by my precious
Not long ago
Hiding behind the shadows
Of your broken soul
Why is it always you and something you can never have?
Why did you you try to tell me?
How could you be this way
Your throat, I take grasp
Can you feel the pain?
Then your eyes roll back
Can you feel the pain?
Your racing through my vains
Cant you feel the pain?
Your heart stops beating
Cant you feel the pain
Like orgasms
Cant you feel the pain
I guess your life is dead
Cant you feel the pain
There you are my precious
With your broken soul
Forever my crotch take control
Why is it
You fuck up something you have always had
Whyd you try to tell me
How could you be so cold?
Your throat, I take grasp
Can you feel the pain?
Then your eyes roll back
Can you feel the pain?
Your racing through my vains
Cant you feel the pain?
Your heart stops beating
Cant you feel the pain
Like orgasms
Cant you feel the pain
I guess your life is dead
Cant you feel the pain
Here I am, just a man
Feeling the pain, gives me life
Relieving us is my plan
Id anything to see through your eyes
Just to see through your lies
I hate you, can you feel the pain?
Cant you feel the pain?
I hate you, can you feel the pain?
Your throat, I take grasp
Can you feel the pain?
Then your eyes roll back
Can you feel the pain?
Your racing through my vains
Cant you feel the pain?
Your heart stops beating
Cant you feel the pain
Like orgasms
Cant you feel the pain
I guess your life is dead
Cant you feel the pain

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