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In the debts of salvation
There rings a bell for discrimination...
Whimpering tears that role down my face
Every thought of you is such disgrace...
I can imagine you holding me now
The soft touch you place on my skin...
My feet feel the thunder
As you accelerate down the dirt road...
My feet feel the thunder
As you accelerate down the dirt road...
In the end will I always loose
I must have been wrong to choose...
I tried to be your friend
you never accepted me...
Your words are like the dew on the spring grass
Your touch sends a tingle feeling through me...
I can imagine you holding me now
The soft touch you place on my skin...
Your valuables may be worthless, your best visual features may look like crap, your best friend may be a dealer, and you may be on crack, but if thats who you want to be, and you like who you are, go for a life that even you finds bizarre. |
My days become an endless dream when i think of you |
Friends are what i want |