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WENDY (1998)

by @cliffy-buglione

The nightmare voice is whispering to me again Telling me you don't belong to me The acoustics are driving me insane. I tried to tell you I am the messiah In a hope that you'd compromise my anticipation as to be a king Really I'm just obsessed And Wendy I'm obsessed with you I'm only obsessed with you. Elvis never inspired your prophet Things were stolen Sweet scented flowers were crushed and destroyed - Such beauty left as junk and tho a virgin was raped Jesus lit no candles for this punk. I tried to tell you I was the only valantine for you In a hope that you'd pity what is true from my direction Romeo and Juliet didn't have a clue Of love's perfection But by and by we all take the ride Just an alibi for suicide Really I'm just obsessed And Wendy I'm obsessed with you I'm only obsessed with you. Just you
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