its a human sighn when things go wrong when the scent of her lingers and temptations strong into the boundrys of each married man sweet deciet cames calling and negativity lands cold cold heart hard done by you somethings lookin better baby just passing through and its no scaerfice just a simple word its no scaerfice no sacerfice at all muteral misunderstanding after the fact sensitivity build a prison in the final act we lose direction no stones unturned no tears to damn you when jeoulsy burns
sin_reincarnated · Sat May 13, 2006 @ 06:16pm · 0 Comments |