L.A
Little Angel, now we`re stuck
On a rewind
Little Angel, let that cocaine
Blow your mind
Find what haunts me, fight what hurts me
You`re the truth.
I have reasons to believe you
Save my youth.
Now you see my aching heart
Frustrated soul
Have no will to pray for mercy
After all
Help me, rape me, penetrate
Infected dreams
You know better, nothing`s ever
What it seems.
Little Angel, back to times
When we were blind
Little Angel, help that cocaine
Blow my mind.
L. A
© Copyright: Кант Кникер, 2011
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