terça-feira, 23 de junho de 2009

She seemed dressed in all of me
Streched acroos my shame
All the torment and the pain
Leaked through and covered me

I'd do anything to have her to myself
Just to have her for myself
Now I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do when she makes me sad

She is everything to me
The unrequited dream
The song that no one sings
The unattainable

She's the myth that I have to believe in
All I need to make it real is one more reason
I don't know what to do
I don't know what to do when she makes me sad

But I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this build up inside of me

A catch in my throat, choke
Torn into pieces, I won't, no
I don't want to be this

But I won't let this build up inside of me
I won't let this buils up inside of me

She isn't real
I can't make her real

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