Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Taking on seven years
That holy ghost had left alone
Test my arms, kick like crazy
I've been trying way too long
Only push the way off to fight you
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm not sure
Getting off my chest
The story ends
I would find a way without you
I would find a way without you
That mistake was gold
I know, without you
Is something that I could never do
That was why, staple the eyes
And seven dates for me
To sell machines
And tear on
Seven years you assured me
I'd be fine if I complied
Only push the way off to fight you
And I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm not sure
Getting off my chest
The story ends
Without you
I would find a way without you
That mistake was gold, I know
Without you
Is something that I could never ever ever do
That was why staple the eyes
And seven dates for me
To sell machines
And tear on
Don't treat i'm to blame.
Don't treat me like i ever accused you.
Don't treat i'm to blame.
Don't treat me like i ever accused you.
Don't treat i'm to blame.
Don't treat me like i ever accused you.
Don't treat i'm to blame.
Don't treat me like i ever accused you.
Jamal Rad at 10:18 PM