Comere, lemme wash away those tears.
Comere, lemme tell you ill be near...
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I lay in my bed as I dread for this night to never...
This sought after Perfection
Has become an Infection...
Holding on will be the death of me.
Holding on to you is destroying me...
He towers above her tiny frame
tears blind her understanding...
I reach down in my pocket,
but I'm all out of luck...
I am to scared to love
Too scared to open my heart...
I hear there's lies being told.
I'm hesitant, like I'm walking on tacks...
I looked into your eyes
Remembering all my recent lies...
I don't get it,
Why you want all this attention...
Picture me in a white satin gown
My eyes are glistening from unshed tears...
I hate your dominance, your smell, your values...