Gasoline

by Passionate   Dec 6, 2006


Pour some gasoline on this fire,
the heat cant quench my desire,
passions have risen too high,
seems everyone else is gonna be fine,
but no not me,
you've left be too burnt,
hurt and cold,
this pain is too old.
I've seen it before
heard the same words,
"Oh i promise , it'll be different",
bull sh!t no it isn't.

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