Where's the police?
I break down
Scream out loud
Cry all my tears
Say things till my voice is gone
That's the thing
That's what happens
Thanks of my own stupid lie
I just cry...
It's like my tears wouldn't stop
That that scar will follow me forever
Till I die and longer..
It's like a riot in my head
Where's the police?
Scream out loud
Cry all my tears
Say things till my voice is gone
That's the thing
That's what happens
Thanks of my own stupid lie
I just cry...
It's like my tears wouldn't stop
That that scar will follow me forever
Till I die and longer..
It's like a riot in my head
Where's the police?
Reacties op dit gedicht
| Yalou: | Zaterdag, december 18, 2010 19:31 |
| veel.... en ik kan het niet terug draaien, :( wel rechtzetten hoop ik! :D |
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| de ballen van de kerstman: | Zaterdag, december 18, 2010 17:26 |
| mevrouwtje, wat is er aan het handje? |
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| Auteur: Yalou | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Marina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 18 december 2010 | ||
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