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Switch Blade

Contributed by russ-dawg on Sunday, 6th November 2005 @ 05:06:24 PM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics



My head keeps spinning
all these thought in my head
and they stand there grinning
and i feel dead

You ask me why I’m bleeding
it you fought
you hear my heart beating
it all in tour thoughts

Like a switch blade in your side
you pray to god your not the one they find
and if you promise ill stick this needle in your eye

lord if i die before i wake
all the sins I’ve made these days
take my soul and make it ache
i know I’m going to hell anyways

you will see me scream and hear me fall
it sounds messed up but its just right
i must of heard wrong when you said it all
I’m in the dark hiding from the light

Like a switch blade in your side
man they took you for a ride
but it wasn't you it was me who died




Copyright © russ-dawg ... [ 2005-11-06 17:06:24]
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Re: Switch Blade (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 6th November 2005 @ 05:10:30 PM AEST
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Good write, took a little while to get into it, but I liked it, hope to see more soon.

-Cassy


Re: Switch Blade (User Rating: 1 )
by PoisonousPyscho on Sunday, 6th November 2005 @ 09:27:43 PM AEST
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I absolutely love it, you have some grammatical errors but other that that it is magnificent.

Love Always,
Rene


Re: Switch Blade (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 6th November 2005 @ 10:37:49 PM AEST
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well done...i am not into dark poerty but, this one rings true.. keep up the great work
~~~Michelle~~~




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