10-31-2009, 03:50 AM
Two souls, two fates
One bond just waiting to break
As your web of lies grew thicker
You wound me up and pulled the trigger
I wateched as you ran ahead
Only to be bounced back again
It really is a shame
That there can only be one winner in this game
Suprised by this outcame?
so am I
But when that rain (when the pain) poured down
I got soaked, while you ran inside
It's a little too late for regrets now
Look who got the upper hand
It pays to play in the dirt rather than the sand
You might get slightly messy, but that's exactly the plan
It's way too late for regrets now
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