Monday, March 06, 2006

sleep by yourself

oh, to know the cries of a crime's mind
"how could these hands have betrayed their master"
oh to know the whore of a guilted mind
she lays in the bed that i filled with disaster
every night there is not enough room to breathe
every night there is not enough room for me

i'll find someone else to sleep with tonight
i'll find a rose whose hips don't have bite

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