For every good memory ten leave me cold,
from all that you've said to me through all ive been told,
I wish that i could find a way inside your head,
to find where your words come from, to find why they are said,
I wish that i could help you, please give me a sign,
... Please, i need to help you, For the last ******* time!
The scream falls upon deaf ears, without a single tear,
But what can i expect.. We hear what we want to hear..
Dec 7, 2011
Dec 7, 2011 at 11:38 PM UTC
For every good memory ten leave me cold,
from all that you've said to me through all ive been told,
I wish that i could find a way inside your head,
to find where your words come from, to find why they are said,
I wish that i could help you, please give me a sign,
... Please, i need to help you, For the last ******* time!
The scream falls upon deaf ears, without a single tear,
But what can i expect.. We hear what we want to hear..
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