Unwritten
I'm confused by the damage
unwritten by the death
tears must've found their way
my blue eyes have become red
I'm drowning in circles
I'm drunk cause of all these wine
I'm almost torn from my soul
Instead of being the loser again;
tonight I'm the one who shines
I'm dressed by the flowers
which are grey and old
like I'm everything I used to be
but just not the thing that I've been told
unwritten by the death
tears must've found their way
my blue eyes have become red
I'm drowning in circles
I'm drunk cause of all these wine
I'm almost torn from my soul
Instead of being the loser again;
tonight I'm the one who shines
I'm dressed by the flowers
which are grey and old
like I'm everything I used to be
but just not the thing that I've been told
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| Auteur: rosejolie | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sunflower | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 03 februari 2008 | ||
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