♥INFO♥FRIENDS♥ARCHIVE♥ ♥MYSPACE♥XANGA♥ You took me home, I drank too much Cause of you, my liver turned to dust Cold rust taste, a cruel creeping cold pain Do you understand what I mean? When you feel your soul drop to the floor Like a hole, like an open bleeding sore Then you'll have bled like I've bled Then you'll have wept as I've wept
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