February 2012
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I Love The Rain The Most
I love the rain the most, when it stops.
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Wedding Dress
So could you love this bastard child? Though I don’t trust you to provide With one hand in a pot of gold And with the other in your side ‘Cause I am so easily satisfied By the call of lovers so less wild That I would take a little cash Over your very flesh and blood
‘Cause I am a whore I do confess But I put you on just like a wedding dress And I run down the aisle, I run down the aisle ...
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You Are Mine
Everyone has their obsession Consuming thoughts, consuming time They hold high their prized possession That defines the meaning of their lives You are mine There are objects of affection That can mesmerize the soul There is always one addiction That just can not be controlled You are mine