Her Problem

Do what you say 
Hear what you mean
Dont you wish you where clean
Stand real still 
Hold the needle tight
Whisper to me all through the night
Love and Hate get it wrong
It will all come back 
Because you think your strong
Float in the air and get real high
The fear is knowing your going To die
No love only shame 
You have all but your self to blame
Now lay back blow your mind
And hold the needle you think will shine
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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