Saturday, 10 November 2012

Stuck like Glue

I wish you was dead

Those are the craziest 
Five words you've ever said
Don't you know your life
Would be nothing without me in it

If your wish was to come true
It'd be a form of suicide
And being that you're a Christian
You can't believe God 
Would take such a waste of life lightly

For this reason the Devil
And the furnace of Hell exist
And I'd hate to imagine you
In eternal damnation

If freedom is what you want
Wouldn't leaving me be easy
But, if that was the case
You'd be a whole other kind of crazy

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