Secrets

by Mike Dee   Apr 28, 2005


There are blodstains on the carpet,
I don't know what to do.
I've got to hide my secrets,
from everyone but you.

You know all my secrets,
you know about my past.
but sometimes you think about it,
and say it's much too fast.

I'm dieing from the inside out,
and it's all that I can do.
You're all I have to stay alive,
my everything is you.

My viens are filled with your love,
it's like the perfect drug.
I feel no pain,
no sorrow I can see,
cause baby I love you,
and thats' all that matters to me.

it's pretty bad but rate it anyways....thanks if you do

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