domingo, 17 de agosto de 2008



It's only just a crush. It'll go away.
It's just like all the others. It'll go away.
Or maybe this is danger and you just don't know.
You pray it all away but it continues to grow.

I want to hold you close.
Skin pressed against me tight.
Lie still. Close your eyes girl. [boy]
So lovely. It feels so right.

I want to hold you close.
Soft breath, beating heart.
As I whisper in your ear:
"I want to fucking tear you apart!"