Pile driver
Double my fun
Double my pain
doesn't matter, as we just dance in the rain.
My heartbeat becomes a hooray.
I love you, by the way.
I love you, by the way.
When everything is tumbling down,
we will hit the ground.
Macbeth was also far from glad.
Macbeth was also far from glad.
So someday beautiful evolves to sad.
To stay alive, I just need your lips.
The death needs to get skipped.
I say "fare well".
Meet me at the anteroom of hell.
The feel like in the heavens
the doors are open wide.
Getting sealed by the foolish pride.
Double my love.
Double my loose
Doesn't matter I'll take what I choose.
You want me to be tender.
Capture me.
I'm a defender.
I say "fare well".
Meet me at the anteroom of hell.
I'm almost gone.
Don't look me in the eye.
Cause I'm afraid.
I don't want you that "way".
Cause I'm afraid,
that you want me to love you.
Deny and buried what am I suppose.
You.
Me.
To be.
I say "fare well", but take me home.
Take me with you.
Just the one "alone".
Random quote of the day:
"This is not Hitler"
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