been so long on a shoestring
that's shorter than a rope
looking for someone to carry
the ladder to elope
speeding round inside you
want what you don't need
think its kinda pretty
watching your heart bleed
a life time of shame
same lame blame game
keeps driving you round
like going insane
strikes me like a matchbox
outside the 711
now demans dig the daytime
and hook me up in hehven
close book cover
screen mesh lover
watching you spinning
like a sweet crazy m#tha
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