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by EpithetPoet Feb 6, 2006 category : Love, romance / lost love
I cant help what i don't feel I cant help what i do God I've just been so tired Just thinking about you Bore a hole through my head And get the images out I cant breathe, eat or sleep And i don't know what about But whatever it is, whatever you are It's eating me alive So it's a chore to breathe And it's a blessing to die Kill me, rape me, curse my name Kill me, rape me, bleed me dry Give me a reason for this madness Give me a reason to cry I cant help what i don't feel And i cant help what i do Through all my suffering All i want is you