Painkillers
Every single day,
Living in the pain.
Im not getting out, there is no way.
No ticket for the train.
I'm not hiding, tucking myself away.
Confront the conflict.
Don't go before i pay.
Why are you asking, no I'm not OK.
No company here, no reason to stay.
Only you can make me happy.
But still sometimes,
I never the less feel crappy
No fighting in this battle.
No medicine.
No cure.
Only one thing to help.
My painkillers,
It's you.
Living in the pain.
Im not getting out, there is no way.
No ticket for the train.
I'm not hiding, tucking myself away.
Confront the conflict.
Don't go before i pay.
Why are you asking, no I'm not OK.
No company here, no reason to stay.
Only you can make me happy.
But still sometimes,
I never the less feel crappy
No fighting in this battle.
No medicine.
No cure.
Only one thing to help.
My painkillers,
It's you.
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| AnotherLonelySoul: | Donderdag, augustus 06, 2009 16:17 |
| Moooi(L) heb je lang niet gesproken.. waar ben je?:( xx |
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| Auteur: Touch-Of-Fate | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 05 augustus 2009 | ||
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