Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
In Shatters
I know you'd never love me,
You'd break me and leave me in
Pieces on the kitchen floor,
Awaiting the fate of the dust pan.
There is only a small aspect
Of me that you'd love and it's
Not the love I want.
But you'll never know that,
Because I will never clue you in,
You f---ing stranger.
January 23, 2006
Suge
You'd break me and leave me in
Pieces on the kitchen floor,
Awaiting the fate of the dust pan.
There is only a small aspect
Of me that you'd love and it's
Not the love I want.
But you'll never know that,
Because I will never clue you in,
You f---ing stranger.
January 23, 2006
Suge
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In Shatters
In Shatters
