I'd take a bullet for you.
Pierce my skin; tear my flesh.
The next time you see me
I'll love you even more.
You knew me before I was me.
When I met you.
You became my inspiration.
Immediately creating a drive within me.
This drive compelling me to move.
And I'd take a bullet for you.
Pierce my skin; tear my flesh.
The next time you see me
I'll love you even more.
You knew me before I was me.
Bringing me to my knees.
Forcing me to see my complicated mess.
Bringing me to my feet.
Hands in the air reaching for the light.
Your beauty and humility would grace my presence.
Me, a grateful girl, allowed to form a bond with you.
Sweetheart, you were my spark to save my life.
You saved me.
My sister, my best friend.
That's why I'd take a bullet for you.
Pierce my skin; tear my flesh.
The next time you see me
The next time
I will embrace you, my dear friend.
Bringing me to my knees.
Forcing me to see my complicated mess.
Bringing me to my feet.
Hands in the air reaching for the light.
Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 9:32 PM UTC
I'd take a bullet for you.
Pierce my skin; tear my flesh.
The next time you see me
I'll love you even more.
You knew me before I was me.
When I met you.
You became my inspiration.
Immediately creating a drive within me.
This drive compelling me to move.
And I'd take a bullet for you.
Pierce my skin; tear my flesh.
The next time you see me
I'll love you even more.
You knew me before I was me.
Bringing me to my knees.
Forcing me to see my complicated mess.
Bringing me to my feet.
Hands in the air reaching for the light.
Your beauty and humility would grace my presence.
Me, a grateful girl, allowed to form a bond with you.
Sweetheart, you were my spark to save my life.
You saved me.
My sister, my best friend.
That's why I'd take a bullet for you.
Pierce my skin; tear my flesh.
The next time you see me
The next time
I will embrace you, my dear friend.
Bringing me to my knees.
Forcing me to see my complicated mess.
Bringing me to my feet.
Hands in the air reaching for the light.
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