kay kareman, 30 czerwca 2012
If you explore
find many thing more
That heart is tilted
Angel is you that true and sure
Everything i wanted
To maKe mah move
young lady n fissby
LooK so cool
Day and night i MaKe mah fool
To better the time
I learn you ba tool
Thousand you honey
Thousands of your mood
Its not so funny
Make me Kunfused
Many times i thinK to stand up
Try to free
self with a gun-shot
I grid my heart
Better Heart getting hurt
Than to hurt you
Than to love
You always in mind
That i find
Anywhere anygo
Anytime
The heart is tilted
Direction's you
Heart is tilted
where you make a groove
Lady you so amazing
Dont need a proof
Baby you so beautiful
Sexy n say hot
Just observe the fact
Dont be so intact
Its eventually ma heart got standby
Malfunctions and hang all the time
Ths is ma eruption
not just a fiction
you call idio
Right to the video
But it happens all the time
Its the hood
Come to ma wood
LiKe your emboidment
LiKe you should
Its ma wood
Its the hood
Ma heart is tilted
Over you
Eyes are moving
With your move
with your groove
Its ma move
Its tilted
Nice young lady
aNd lady is you...
kay kareman, 29 czerwca 2012
a place where no one knows
no one passes me around...
Place where no one identify
no one
no one even i dnt no myself
place to hide myself
a place to cage my self...
I need one now...
Need to role off tears behind
my eyes are burning.....a rage to embrace myself
a place to hide my self
a place wide so i can ran myself
to smash my head
to tear it apart......where Your memories live inside..
A place, a dead hive... To get buried alive..
Its all start up again
no word to express love hidden in ribcage
that i wanna breach
plz no mercy against myself
what you thought
or not
but you are over me......opening my wounds
with drager of words
To startel me.
aNd am crying to clean my life with no mercy
that you always did to make hurt
i need place
a place to hide myslf
place to get died where your thousnd memories in my mind is mo.. more alive.
Just a place to cage my self...
A rage to let it go...as mercy to SELF..
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