Stories
Stories
It’s snowing, I’m cold
loneliness has filled my mind
with the senseless stories you once told.
I try, in vain, to understand
the meaning of the words you said
but still I just don’t comprehend.
I feel alone, I feel upset
you chased everyone away from me
and I’ll make sure you will regret.
I have no mother, I have you,
a woman that hates me since my birth
so I won’t be your daughter either,
I’ll just be the girl that hates you too.
It’s snowing, I’m cold
loneliness has filled my mind
with the senseless stories you once told.
I try, in vain, to understand
the meaning of the words you said
but still I just don’t comprehend.
I feel alone, I feel upset
you chased everyone away from me
and I’ll make sure you will regret.
I have no mother, I have you,
a woman that hates me since my birth
so I won’t be your daughter either,
I’ll just be the girl that hates you too.
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| Auteur: Nette | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 05 augustus 2002 | ||
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