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by Perfect Little Secret Aug 8, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Every time I say miss me What I really mean is don't forget me Take the pain, take the sorrow Hold my hand until tomorrow No more pain, one more lie Hold my hand until I die Perfect thoughts, perfect lie Hold my hand until I die Mirror faces, distant places Wide open empty spaces Careful moves, sinning soothes Hold my hand until it moves These green eyes, these unheard sighs "Hold her hand until she dies" Sharp toothed snakes, bruises, breaks One more lie for my mistakes Losing vision, losing breath Hold my hand until my death Empty photos filled with lies "Hold her hand until she dies"