For Annie
I carry a bible and I carry a gun.
I was born to a gun and not to run.
Turning the other cheek is the thing and I wish I had it in me
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Falling into your arms...
a trip, a stumble
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Love burned us inside out
Frantic mood with fierce deep thoughts
Lives traveled, dark with fears
With blind speed, from this fatal world we fly
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You know I still love you and now we’re done.
What could I say or do to make you come
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=^.^=
Put some sugar on it Honey
Put some honey on it Sugar
It taste so sweet Baby
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Nobody
I spoke and nobody listened.
I listened and heard nothing.
I cried out and no one comforted me.
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I look into your eyes and for one moment see you,
all of you.
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