this is a wicked website..haha |
I remember that day when you yelled and you...
you swore and you cursed...
Sorry you can't define me
Sorry I break the mold...
You're the servant
shes the master...
You were sopost to be my daddy,
i thought that you were true...
Your the new kid on the block,
I feel bad for you...
My feet on top of his,
our toes have already drount...
Your the new kid on the block,
I feel bad for you...
You were sopost to be my daddy,
i thought that you were true...
You're the servant
shes the master...
Sorry you can't define me
Sorry I break the mold...
Violent urges, violent tendencies, violent dreams. |
(A rose by any other name will still smell as beautiful.) |