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Control LostDo you know how hard it sometimes is? To control the love i want to give You draw me in with secrets new A trust so deep but I lie to youControl Lost
I tell you secrets of memory's past A friendship building I want to last Please my heart let this love fade Must ignore the love that wont be made
Why love the one that you must not? You are my weakness time is a blot So quickly gone between hello and goodbye A control i lose i don't know why?
You pierce my defences as though they were nought Defences i need that cannot be bought My sanity to reclaim the
by ~davel1972
YouWeights hang down On my reborn mind Light shines brightly Makes me blindYou
All the sense Of logic gone Radiance consuming Almost too strong
Mystery surrounds This mystic haze Which blocks my sight In too many ways
Can't think clearly Although i try Sucks my energy Leaves me dry
Hunger gets hold of me Must have more Appetite is different Unlike before
Where it comes from I think i know Makes me stronger Makes me grow
I have to admit
I know it's you s
by ~davel1972
EyesWhat does it mean When both see so clear Of what should matter And what we hold dearEyes
Is it a hand that will Reach for embrace Or eyes that will meet Stand face to face
We build up a picture What we want you to see And hope through kindness You will want to be
You closer to me Me closer to you The world through your eyes What a beautiful view
by ~davel1972
Begining of the endFinally control of this dead weight That spoke to me with words of hate You made me walk a crooked path Give in to you? Don't make me laughBegining of the end
I've won the day, I'll run again Maybe today? I know not when I'll run around no hate no fear Living easy all so clear
So i say goodbye to you my friend I think you'll find this is the end No fear from you my funny half My life again any path
by ~davel1972
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