House of Blues
is it wrong to also think for me,
when making two people happy.
when all i want is some pure love,
and all she wants is rules without trust.
what is love
when there is no trust?
can it be kept,
for our sake it must.
for this passion i have never seen,
fiery spit of love and teeth.
no matter where this battle choose,
ill follow to the house of blues.
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