miðvikudagur, apríl 27, 2005

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Derelict Feline



Left so broken
taken down by the world
not much unspoken
thredbare heart in the mud

Lying wounded
soul so taken and low
Familiar faces
loving eyes used to glow


crashing down
and I try to slow my bane
falling down
and its your fault
dont you know


before you came my world was holy
before you came my world was good
you took me in and now I have fallen
before we met I should've understood


so horrid and painful
cant pass away into peace
bewildered shameful
begin to descend in full ease

going down
and praying so humble
falling down
and its your fault
dont you know


before you came my world was holy
before you came my world was good
you took me in and now I have fallen
before we met I should've understood


(ps. vek athygli á því að fólk skal ekki taka þessum texta persónulega, er bara í funky skapi.)