~Evanescence
You don't remember my name
I don't really care
Can we play the game your way
Can I really lose control?
Just once in my life
I think it'd be nice
Just to Lose control, just once
With all the pretty flowers in the dust
Mary had a lamb
His eyes black as coal
If we play very quiet, my lamb
Mary never has to know
Just once in my life
I think it'd be nice
Just to lose control, just once!
If I cut you down to a thing I can use
I fear there'll be nothing good left of you...
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
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