14 okt. 2010

You'll come back when it's over, no need to say goodbye

You are my sweetest downfall, i loved you first, I loved you first. Beneath the sheets of paper lies my truth, I have to go, I have to go. Your hair was long when we first met. Samson went back to bed, not much hair left on his haid. Oh I cut his hair myself one night. A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light. He told me that I'd done alright. He kissed me 'til the mornin' light, he kissed me 'til the mornin' light...

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