puppets on drugs
pulling the trigger
playing God
mutual destruction
touch of Evil,
no strings attached
My heart
Can’t say it’s over
Just following
Feelings
Can’t understand why my heart still beats
Heartache that’s strung out on love
Love that was so so
Red flags swaying in the wind
Can’t say it’s over
Heart only knows love and nothing more
Stirring memories in the wind
filling my head
Bringing heartache and pain
spider web strung out
geometrical design...
golden ripe pear falls
my personal anesthetic
I hurt when you are away
I am flying when I am near you
It isn't fair to give you that power
yet I willing offer it once you look into my eyes
you never asked for it
yet you don't relinquish it
you gently manipulate my heart to your whim
you dream it and I do it
I let you control my desire and end it
I am helpless
I am free.
Round and round and round she goes
when will she stop nobody knows
cant she see her ship is sinking
what the hell is she thinking
all strung out on heroin
the tracks on her arms
I can tell how much the drugs have consumed her
so hoolow
so empty
will she ver care
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