Betrayal,Love goes bad / Love drives you mad.
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SOUL TELEPHONE
Whats on your mind, when I'm bringing you down?
Will you still love me, when I'm 6 underground?
Do you roll me in blame, to hide all your shame?
When you paint me ugly, do your memories fade ?
..In mine, your passionate screams are my bad dreams, slipped under the door....
And our bed now....well its as cold as the floor.
So, if you've finished with my soul.......
Hang my voice from your telephone,
I'm already on hold,
I'm the fool you pushed out the door.
To get your meat-puppet all alone.
Come on..
Now everyday I lose control,
Running late and swallowed hole,
Love and hate just come and go,
At the mercy of the chemicals.
I’m going down where no one goes,
You’re running late , you better go,
The audience you hide me from,
I’m starving your attention from.
And then your passionate screams are my bad dreams, slipped under the door....
And our bed now....well its as cold as the floor.
So, if you've finished with my soul.......
Hang my voice from your telephone,
I'm already on hold,
I'm the fool you pushed out the door.
To get your meat-puppet all alone.
Copyright © 2008 Dean Voice
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