I don,t want to be a lair
cause a lair,s like a fire
though it may be very strong
there is always something wrong
we are dressing all the same
winter, summer once again
in the worlds presiding game
around with fire and with blame
keeping safety in your mind
please dont think that i was kind
i was sad that love has gone
was destroyed like every one
and my hands around your throat
just like steel, these words i wrote
i was standing like a devil.. crying
Love was melting. Love was dying
I don, t want to be a lair
© Copyright: Антонина Тесленко, 2002
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