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I can’t get rid of it.
It’s chasing me
wispering with that tiny voice.
‘I’m ba-ack’
The battle can start all over again.
Questions start coming to your mind
Why is it happening again?
Has nothing changed?
Was it all just a lie?
What can I do to make it better?
I don’t know it anymore.
It’s like someone is taking over
holding me down, whatever it takes.
And so it goes
round and round
when will it stay away?
The end not in sight yet.
It’s chasing me
wispering with that tiny voice.
‘I’m ba-ack’
The battle can start all over again.
Questions start coming to your mind
Why is it happening again?
Has nothing changed?
Was it all just a lie?
What can I do to make it better?
I don’t know it anymore.
It’s like someone is taking over
holding me down, whatever it takes.
And so it goes
round and round
when will it stay away?
The end not in sight yet.
Reacties op dit gedicht
| tom1984: | Woensdag, juli 17, 2002 17:51 |
| Creepy, like I told you before It really seems to be like I never want it to happen with me Probeer je erdoor te knokken just defeath that fear, How difficult it is... |
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| Auteur: demokat | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 17 juli 2002 | ||
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