Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Inside-out buildings on fire make me stop and think about the good times

I created the cup
and filled it half full
I made you drink it down
I made you pull

From all the indifference of my surrounding
I can be found out of place
I'm not anything
I'm not your faith

Can't find my home

I destroy what I create
Yours is mine to desecrate
Under your skin I explode
I am the tempt to take this road
I am what you call a perfect flaw
With your pain, my heart will thaw
I am the earth I am the sea
I am the reason that you bleed

My memory makes you wait
You'll never ever feel this great
Cocaine is what I breathe
But Heroin is up my sleeve
And If your sadness keeps you awake
Then your heart deserves to ache
But remember I'm in her soul
And that means I'm in control

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