You grabbed my arm
and pulled me out
of Hell? No, only my mind.
A cheap knock-off.
False control to heal the soul,
How ingenius.
You gave a new name to Amanda Munro,
Through it all, you were my placebo.
Never tell me of this false cure,
let me believe the lies.
Oct 23, 2011
Oct 23, 2011 at 5:53 AM UTC
You grabbed my arm
and pulled me out
of Hell? No, only my mind.
A cheap knock-off.
False control to heal the soul,
How ingenius.
You gave a new name to Amanda Munro,
Through it all, you were my placebo.
Never tell me of this false cure,
let me believe the lies.
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