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Let's be honest? Chill down my spine [Take it slow.] |
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Let's break things, lets run down the rode fast
Forget the nails down your spine, I'll help you forget your past.
And chase down our memories on the ferris wheel,
And hold whats left, if it's all we can feel.
Kiss eachother in the mirrors of a twisted hallway,
and hold hands against the see through wall-ways,
Let's spin here, blue tea-cups spinning, and I won't stop them,
Could we keep going? On and On, Love-sick girls, know I love'em.
Walk here, in no more pain then what we have now,
and I won't promise you anything, except my one and only vow,
to keep on scratching the faces off your eyes, and show you a new place,
Where the only one there, will be what wakes you up in the morning's grace.
Let's ride here, in the carousel, and spin with taunting lights above our heads,
And wait for our hands to touch, when the feeling spreads.
And stare for a while, just a little while,
I'll wait for your eyes to look to the side, and curve that smile,
and I'll look down as well, and wait for the faces of Love-sick girls to fade away,
Into your eyes, I know they fade a little more, every day.
Here on this carousel, Let's call it a Merry-Go-Round, Let's keep spinning,
From End to Start.
So Long As That Tingle, Is Still In My Heart
 Pain-Killer 4 Dead Angels · Sat Jun 07, 2008 @ 08:42pm · 0 Comments |
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