Fate squats shyly on the tip of my tongue
While the frame of your faith crumbles to dust
Lie there, take it
Smile, fake it
I am dying
Just to say it:
No matter what I do
I'm tenfold true
Drawn to you
No matter what they say
Fate will find a way
to let us be
I wear this smile out of sheer lunacy
A mask to hide all that I bleed
Breathe in, steal it
Breathe out, deal it
Are you dying
just to feel it?
Dying to feel it
Are you dying to feel it?
No matter what I do
I'm tenfold true
Drawn to you
No matter what they say
Fate will find a way
to let us be
Sunday, June 22, 2008
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Nice!
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