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this boy... |
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broken and humiliated |
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distort and lying |
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ill find a way |
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untitled |
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dispair |
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I stand alone |
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the destruction of a soul |
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The Truth |
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They say i am evil |
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Never look back |
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Man-made death |
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Better of alone |
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The seven deadly sins |
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Guilt of an innocent |
I don't own you
I own a bookshelf in my room
I own the clutter in my room
I own the bed that’s in my room
I own the things that are in my room
But when you step inside my room
I know I don’t own you
You’re not in my possession
I bought a CD just last week
A funny key ring and a DVD
I bought them with my own money
I like to think I can afford these things
But when you step inside my room
I know I can’t afford you
You’re not in my possession
Sometimes I do an honest deed
Help those who often are in need
Like to keep in touch with charity
But won’t you please help me
When you step inside my room
I know I need you
Not just as a possession
I know I don’t own you
But if it makes you happy
You can own me instead
Just step inside my room
And make me your possession
When you step inside my room
I know I don’t own you
You’re not in my possession
[[But I wish you were]]
When you step inside my room
I know I don’t own you
You’re not in my possession
[[I really wish you were]]
| On March 31st 2009 Thugnastay227 Said: |
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| i wish i read this sooner. you've quite a way with words. damn good job here. |


