Saturday, May 28, 2005

I'd pay money to see this illusion
The world isn't what were used to
Avoid the people, you avoid the confusion
Breaking down the doors in the house
This is my intrusion
You shout at me, your form of persuasion
My heart in two, for this equation
The metals cracked from this infusion
When it comes to love, I’m disillusioned

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