The needle
My skin misses the daylight
My body misses the outside
My eyes, they miss the gift of life
Life without a coke
Coke before I choke
The light out of my life
My skin misses the needle
The needle versus people
The people hate my life
How can it be
Can't they help me
Let me out of here
Hell is my playground
The peace of a dogsound
Fear's my only fear
The people hate my life
A life I want to life
Sometimes I miss my life
No needles in my life
Sometimes I want to know
I know that I don'tknow
I want no help
And when i'm gonna die
Inside a quiet voice
You ain't go to hell
You lived a right life
A life you had to live
My body misses the outside
My eyes, they miss the gift of life
Life without a coke
Coke before I choke
The light out of my life
My skin misses the needle
The needle versus people
The people hate my life
How can it be
Can't they help me
Let me out of here
Hell is my playground
The peace of a dogsound
Fear's my only fear
The people hate my life
A life I want to life
Sometimes I miss my life
No needles in my life
Sometimes I want to know
I know that I don'tknow
I want no help
And when i'm gonna die
Inside a quiet voice
You ain't go to hell
You lived a right life
A life you had to live
Reacties op dit gedicht
| lexx: | Zaterdag, januari 27, 2007 15:01 |
| verstikkend .. ook ik leidde dat leven groetjes |
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| XxXa girl like meXxX: | Zaterdag, januari 27, 2007 14:34 |
| k£! mOOi éçht W@@r :d Do£ zO v**rT mè!§j XxX |
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| Dirk Hermans: | Zaterdag, januari 27, 2007 13:26 |
| goed neergezet | |
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 27 januari 2007 | ||
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