Sunday, August 1, 2010

CRIME TIME

At times Life is wicked
'N i just can't see the light
I was given one chance to be Right
Nothing in me seems to be Fine

Stuck in the middle of truth
'N fucking life
Gimme ur peace of mind
Coz i've lost mine

Level it down
n tune it to suit my Crime
N I hope i cn fight my fears
without u by my side

I think i heard my heart cry
I wish i had sound ear drums
to hear it loud
Figure the pain out
N fix it to clear the mess
thats all around@@

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