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So open up your friendly fire, and let me be the kill you're missing. Don't wanna see you close your eyes until this is over.

When guilt fills your head, brush off, rise up from the dead, this is the moment that we, will come alive. Brace yourself for love, sweet love, secret love.

When you were slowly falling down, I was there to catch you
from the dark nights and lonely roads.

I'd be lying if I told you, losing you was something I could handle.

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"I'm here for you" she said
and we can stay for awhile,
my boyfriend's gone,
we can just pretend.
Lips that need no introduction
Now who's the greater sin,
Your drab eyes seem to invite
(tell me darling) Where do we begin.

Was this over before
Before it ever began
Your kiss
Your calls
Your crutch
Like the devils got your hand
This was over before
Before it ever began
Your lips
Your lies
Your lust
Like the devils in your hands

Everyone in this town
is seeing somebody else
Everybody's tired of someone
our eyes wander for help
Prayers that need no answer now
I'm tired of who I am
You were my greatest mistake
I fell in love with your sin
Your littlest sin

Was this over before
Before it ever began
Your kiss
Your calls
Your crutch
Like the devils got your hand
This was over before
Before it ever began
Your lips
Your lies
Your lust
Like the devils in your hands

Failure is your disease
You want my outline drawn
You are my greatest failure
Discourse your saving song

Was this over before
Before it ever began
Your kiss
Your calls
Your crutch
Like the devils got your hand
This was over before
Before it ever began
Your lips
Your lies
Your lust
Like the devils in your hands

Was this over before
Before it ever began
Your kiss
Your calls
Your crutch
Like the devils got your hand
This was over before
Before it ever began
Your lips
Your lies
Your lust
Like the devils in your hands












Feeling: Absolutly, positivly, fantastic. :]
Single or Taken: Single.
Eating: Punkin roll. :]
Drinking: To the bottom of that cup. Again.
Thinking About: That conversation last night. And how If eel bad, but she said not to. :] Head over my argyle hoodie.
Wanting: To talk to her.
Wearing: Pajams, Ha.
Listening To: Angels and Airwaves.