You are my worker I am your queen
You are the dirt I am your clean
You are the grease and I'm shampoo
You're every reason I shouldn't miss you
You're every bad turn I made
You're all the love I gave...
But even knowing that causes me pain...
I wouldn't give it back for anything.
Little to nothing
Is what right now I believe
Few to no one
Is who I get to see
Often to always
Is how I feel about occurrence of pain
It rips me apart
and makes me vain
You are the shy and I am the scream
I am the balance and you are the beam
You are the blood throughout my veins
and you are also all the love I gave
Jun 7, 2011
Jun 7, 2011 at 12:14 AM UTC
You are my worker I am your queen
You are the dirt I am your clean
You are the grease and I'm shampoo
You're every reason I shouldn't miss you
You're every bad turn I made
You're all the love I gave...
But even knowing that causes me pain...
I wouldn't give it back for anything.
Little to nothing
Is what right now I believe
Few to no one
Is who I get to see
Often to always
Is how I feel about occurrence of pain
It rips me apart
and makes me vain
You are the shy and I am the scream
I am the balance and you are the beam
You are the blood throughout my veins
and you are also all the love I gave
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