thinking of it
of what she said
and what you did
I lie in my bed
I´m crying at night
Was I so bad?
Where is my guide?
Where are you now?
What are you doing?
Why aint you here?
Why aint you trying?
It seems you´ve already gave it up
and I cannot count on you
...but...I dont mind...
I hate every word you say
I hate every breath you take
I hate every move you make
I hate every single day (with you)
20 years are gone
thousands lies´ve been sworn
Two kids have been grown
Our family you´ve thrown...
It seems you´ve already gave it up
and I cannot count on you
...but...I dont mind...
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markonix
15. 12.decembra 2006 15:33
veľmi dobré, až tak neznášaš otca?
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