Sometimes
Sometimes I feel hated
Sometimes i'm a prick
Sometimes I feel fainted
Sometimes I feel sick
It doesn't matter what I do
This will end now
This will end my way
I want to be happy and not hurted
I then wish to die in my sleep
So 'till the end I will creep
I embrace death with open arms
And my sadness ends...........
Sometimes i'm a prick
Sometimes I feel fainted
Sometimes I feel sick
It doesn't matter what I do
This will end now
This will end my way
I want to be happy and not hurted
I then wish to die in my sleep
So 'till the end I will creep
I embrace death with open arms
And my sadness ends...........
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| Gecontroleerd door: ~Marina~ | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 14 januari 2005 | ||
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