Double sided debateDownstairs, I can hear it, the ‘heated debate’ It’s all ok though, because they argue only because they love each other. What kind of love brings the smashing of plates and glass, and trying to walk on it afterwards.Double sided debate
The red-hot heated aggression rises to my room, to my head, Why can’t they just get on instead, it drives me mad, them driving each other crazy, I fucking hate it.
But I give up trying to drown out the noise with a pillow, because it is like a deranged musical, played by a distorted orchestra, right next to my bed.
I give up walking bare foot into the battle zone, for fear
Jumping Through Flaming Hoops“So, go on then” “What d’you mean?” “Well just start” “Start what?”Jumping Through Flaming Hoops
“I don’t know how, but I let you get in my head” “What?? How?” “I’ve been infatuated with you all day,
That’s what you do isn’t it?” “What d’you mean?”
“You get inside peoples heads, They like you but to you they’re a plaything instead. You break us down, and make us cry, Grind us down, watch us bleed until we’re dry”
“I was hoping with me it was different” “Oh yeah and how is that?” “I thought you might like me back?” “Maybe I do, Maybe you’ve got to find out
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thankyou for addin me to your mates list!
ah i love you mate
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Hehe MOOSE!!
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