måndag 30 april 2012

Sometimes it seems that you're dancing with the devil And you recognize that the price for freedom is high.

 Smiling on the outside, crying on the inside..

Well, I know the feeling
Of finding yourself stuck out on the ledge
And there ain't no healing
From cutting yourself with the jagged edge
I'm telling you that, it's never that bad
Take it from someone who's been where you're at
Laid out on the floor
And you're not sure you can take this anymore..



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