.:>Sammi<:.
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I'll drive you home in my gangsturr pimped-out ride
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Post by .:>Sammi<:. on Apr 2, 2007 20:00:14 GMT -5
I've got something up my sleeve that I don't want to show you Cause everytime I bleed I make a fool of me I've got shakey little fingers, that hold on to your grip You've got wrapped around my world So tight that I can't breathe I'm suffocating We come crashing down Everytime we go this far again I've got nothing that I hide except for what's inside I’ve got nothing that I hide except for what’s inside I keep it all locked up, in this prison we call love We come tumbling down
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