The worst

by im not the cause   Jun 20, 2008


On my knees before you
bleeding from every pore
excruciating pain
cant take this any more

on my knees before you
i give my life freely
i bend to your will
but I'm dying to be me

no longer on my knees
i slowly walk away
you can hurt me anymore
i don't care what you have to say

no longer on my knees
I'm not your little pet
i think i can do better
your the worst that i could get

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