.musik Bocks.
i wil never be perfekt
no mater how hardi trie.
becuase i dont hav wat it taks to be loved.
see, wenever i give
my hart away its always
pushed and shoved
now its beeten and brused
and seeled togeter with gloo
cuase i couldnt find gum or tape
but the hurt stil seepz through
yet it doesnt bug you
cause you dont consider it rape.
Copyright © Cheez Nipz | Year Posted 2009
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