Be the Dementor, **** all my happiness till there is nothing left
Be the bullet that's shot from the gun and pierce my chest
Take my life and like the Dementor Digest
Till my soul is gone be the one with the gun so clever and deft
Be the one to tell me that all my hopes are done for
Be the one to crush them and throw them on the floor
Pluck each one and throw them out the door
Be the one to make my dreams no more
But Don't be the one who shows me that I can dream in colors
Don't be the one to let me see that All is possible
Don't be the artist who paints happy children and mothers
Don't be the one to say nothing is impossible
Cause I have others to do that for me
Apr 1, 2013
Apr 1, 2013 at 1:56 PM UTC
Be the Dementor, **** all my happiness till there is nothing left
Be the bullet that's shot from the gun and pierce my chest
Take my life and like the Dementor Digest
Till my soul is gone be the one with the gun so clever and deft
Be the one to tell me that all my hopes are done for
Be the one to crush them and throw them on the floor
Pluck each one and throw them out the door
Be the one to make my dreams no more
But Don't be the one who shows me that I can dream in colors
Don't be the one to let me see that All is possible
Don't be the artist who paints happy children and mothers
Don't be the one to say nothing is impossible
Cause I have others to do that for me
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