The day has come for a child born from abusement...
the slain of ones sadness became the childs...
My love,I understand that we never had a perfect...
Who am I am I the voice inside my head.
I can't control this darkness in me I called its...
Who am I am I the voice inside my head.
I can't control this darkness in me I called its...
My love,I understand that we never had a perfect...
The day has come for a child born from abusement...
the slain of ones sadness became the childs...
The last laugh is the best but revenge us even sweeter then the rotten apple from the tree |