Follow Me In
Well, here I am with roses in my hands
standing upon the deep and weathered sands
blast, blast this mad and devishly gas
it works its magic with every pass
bam, bam the demons spazzed
they live their life in a passionate stance
i sleep in their wombs
i play in their tombs
representing a whole different color
i won't be brought down so quit playing mother
i've dove into passion and fire
part of me is still in hiding
eventually i'll crawl out of the ivy
until then i'll plunge in more and more
until i find the land where passion burns, temptation soars
stronger and longer the dragon flies
away, away the anquish pours
pain is fading farther away
with the passing of each torn up day
hold my hand, follow me in
into the cave of gin and sin
follow me, follow me
to see the unseen and to live in a desperate dream
Copyright © Suzanne Oneill | Year Posted 2006
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