The Present
The Past
The Pals
The Person
shine my rusty halo
I can't stop
Don't care if I lose
Baby you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted
I'm going down in flames for you
Baby you are the weapon I choose
These wounds are self inflicted
One more thing I'm addicted too
31 December 2009 @ 11:00 pm
Nice to meet you anyway
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