To Die In Your Arms (Secret Sleeping Beauty)

by Mello193   Feb 9, 2010


Sing me a song to remind me of how you don't love me
Sing me a song to remind yourself of my best friend
His gaze in her direction, yours on him
One starry scary night, I loved you then
My love will die in the Decembers cold
She's in Sacramento, I'm stuck in spring lake heights
The perfect white women, the devil resides
My secret sleeping beauty

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