You (Burn in hell)
Well I know my heart...
doesn't mean that much
to you...
you stomp me and kick me
yelling that I'm a fool
but you....
Well I know my mind
doesn't mean shit
to you...
you say I'm a nothing
and my hate grows
against you....
I endured this pain long enough
My head is filled with hate
My body with pain
by you...
I hope you burn
That your death becomes
just as much hell
as my life
by you...
doesn't mean that much
to you...
you stomp me and kick me
yelling that I'm a fool
but you....
Well I know my mind
doesn't mean shit
to you...
you say I'm a nothing
and my hate grows
against you....
I endured this pain long enough
My head is filled with hate
My body with pain
by you...
I hope you burn
That your death becomes
just as much hell
as my life
by you...
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| Auteur: Roman-paul | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 22 april 2002 | ||
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