Run now get away from me if I can get my grip I'll pull you down into
the hell I call my head you'll never get away
I sit down in my ugly place and build walls out of fragments from my
past of all the people that I needed and loved that walked away,
You've got to just trust me to hold your hand through then I'll turn
and walk away
[ This Message was edited by: Therion on 2004-01-30 05:00 ]