Therapy?

Therapy?
Innocent X

I can't seem to tell the difference any more
Caught between needing and the need to be real
Your open arms gaping like a busted sore

I turn and burn my back like a rack
Your tourniquet twists me, dangerous red
I breath in the air, it's pavement grey
It shrinks my skin and I've done nothing wrong

I drop to my knees and work my skin
I feel this life pumping right through me
Love and death die on the dirty floor
Your upturned face doesn't even see

This is all I'll ever have
It's cos I don't know what I want
But something's inside, something's inside
Something's inside, but I've done nothing wrong

They'll make a film
Ask me the question
I have the pleasure

My voice is nothing
My thoughts are nothing
In many respects I'm like you
Nothing

I've done nothing wrong

OptimusPrime

Toegevoegd door OptimusPrime op vr 15 aug, 2003 3:55 pm

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Taal: Engels
Beschikbaar op: Babyteeth (1991)

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