For inflicting pain is my great treasure |
Trap the rabbit in its hole |
&& she said "I'm not afraid to love, I'm adraid of not being loved back" |
Rise from the depths of The Pit |
&&a mouth that attempts to speak |
I can be your Cinderella, you can be my Peter Pan |
& there will always be those |
Even after all this time, |
Confused about who i am, |
I'm taking my time |