Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Real

Hi how are you? Nice to know
Everything in my life
Is now made of snow
I hope you care when I grab a knife
I hope you will come to save my life
I'm sorry for doing this
But it must be done
I don't know a death kiss
I'm taking this gun
I'm letting go of everything
So I'm sorry to say
But everyday
I want to be free
now say good-bye
I must be me
Everything that takes part of me
Nothing is everything
When it's part of my life
I've lied to you
But you stayed by my side
But that was a lie
I know who you are
Now let me go
You're poisining me
I'm under the snow
I must know, why you've done this to me
I'm taking this gun, so I can be free

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