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Geschrieben von Linta am 25.10.2006 um 02:48:

  Drunken

You've swore your Love so often
That she can't hear it anymore
You've tell your feelings so long
That she's bored 'bout you
You've cried so many Times inside her Arms
That she hasn't got any comforting Words for herself
You've touched her long hair so many Times
That she wants to cut it up
You've never really seen her
You were blinded by yourself
Blinded by your Feelings, maybe
And so she's drunken by your Love
And your Absinth killed her.