sexta-feira, 1 de abril de 2011

Imagine pageant in my head the flesh seems thicker, sandpaper tears corrode the film.
And I need you now somehow.. 
Open fire on the needs designed, on my knees for you. Open fire on my knees desires, what I need from you.
And you're my obsession, I love you to the bones! and Ana wrecks your life, like an Anorexia life.

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