jueves, 14 de marzo de 2013

Don't you see i'm wishing you dead?
My mind keeps telling me you should walk away.
But this is not me,
This is a dark side, but is not me.
My hands keep carrying this gun, what they're gonna do?
But sometimes i'm insane, i can't help it. Don't be scared.
Just keep telling me silly things to help me to get this through.


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