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My chains are not what bind. |
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You don’t know what you'll get,
Or how long it'll last,
So be happy if you don't see another mask.
My screams are silent,
But far louder than your coverage,
Try and hid me in the back.
The darkness you pile in,
Only shows me my way,
Go ahead and stop me,
I have other days.
Consuming you alive,
I see you die,
Every time you give me a little light.
No freedom for me,
But none for you,
My chains are not what bind.
Show me again,
What you said when we began,
All those promises,
And future plans.
Give me a rose,
And you fancy words,
Take me down with you,
My man.
The darkness you pile in,
Only shows me my way,
Go ahead and stop me,
I have other days.
Consuming you alive,
I see you die,
Every time you give me a little light.
No freedom for me,
But none for you,
My chains are not what bind.
 DragonLover · Sun Jun 03, 2007 @ 02:37am · 0 Comments |
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