Treasure Island

N'a N'a

(5/20/000000 / England)

Get Out


I feel pain,
I am hurt,
My heart is under a lot of strain,
Want to know what it is trying to alert?

That you should go out that door,
And never come back again,
You’re a carnivore,
Because you have been eating at my heart.

I feel pain,
I am hurt,
My heart is under a lot of strain,
Want to know what it is trying to alert?

That you should go,
And leave my heart on the floor,
Your like a Scorpio,
Your not leaving I guess you want to start a war

Just remember I will always win,
I did nothing wrong,
You will pay for your sin,
In this world you don’t belong.

Go find another dinner,
Because I’m the winner,
Your gone,
Your gone.

Submitted: Friday, August 18, 2006
Edited: Thursday, August 26, 2010
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