what is this for? you just walked in that door. it's again wanting, needing and letting go. i f*cking had it too many times before. you think you're all
like me. you know waht? it's just the calm before the storm. doing harm
is what i lke you know. my circuitous me is calling you to cicatrize
a bit of me. two times destruction won't make a good couple. so do me
no good and i like it quiet before the storm. so was it my fault or
is this the fault you did to me? and yeah you might not know,
you might not know. i'll keep that black box. always. always and forever.
ja lubie cie. you're too much of me. you're too much of me. was it my
fault? was it your fault?