The beauty in this beast/
has gone beyond its reach/
love was the sin/
hate might redeam him/
tears on the blanket's cold shoulder/
Just one more time for some hallelujah/
please hold close as my sanity drifts away/ pining on the fantasies of my escape/
Love was never the truth/
But the sedative cozening root/
The sleeping beauty's shotgun/
The sleeping beauty's shotgun/
Love porsche
Nov 24, 2016
Nov 24, 2016 at 11:23 AM UTC
The beauty in this beast/
has gone beyond its reach/
love was the sin/
hate might redeam him/
tears on the blanket's cold shoulder/
Just one more time for some hallelujah/
please hold close as my sanity drifts away/ pining on the fantasies of my escape/
Love was never the truth/
But the sedative cozening root/
The sleeping beauty's shotgun/
The sleeping beauty's shotgun/
Love porsche
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