ONE PERSON'S PASSION IS ANOTHER'S PERVERSION... THE EXTREMES OF INTIMATE EXPERIENCE ARE WITHOUT LIMITS ONE PERSON'S FICTION IS ANOTHER PERSON'S EXPERIENCE SO BEWARE FOR ANYTHING GOES HERE - YES, ANYTHING THAT WHICH SHOCKS YOU MOST IS BORN OF YOUR OWN FEAR - BUT CAN YOU FACE YOUR FEAR? OR DO YOU JUST HIDE BEHIND POPULAR JUDGMENT LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE? someone to hold her |
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someone to hold her without taking anything someone to hold her without breaking anything someone to hold her and someone to let her go someone to hold her someone who doesn't know and when you tied me to the chair and told me it was to protect me so I wouldn't hurt myself or break anything I wanted to believe you but my arms hurt after a while and my wrists hurt when they bled and I got thirsty and hungry and ashamed when I peed on myself and when you locked me in the closet and told me it was for my own good so I wouldn't get into mischeif or disturb your man I wanted to believe you but the darks scared my so and my fingers hurt as they bled from scratching at the door and that's when I turned on myself your man would let me out when you were gone and for his reward I'd sit on his lap with no clothes on he said you'd be hurt if I told you so I never did he said it's the only way to get someone to hold you when you're a kid and when you look the the stars do you see your god or do you see your sky falling down all around you when you look in your own eyes do you see their lies or do you see some love in the ropes that once bound you are you cursed or ruined or spoiled do you think you can heal? I would offer you a hug, but the touch I don't know how it would feel I don't know how it should feel this is a song from the diary of a mad child who never got the chance to grow up in this world she makes a lot of money sitting on men's laps but privately her heart and fingers are curled this is a song from the diary of a wild child who never understood what it means to love she has everything that spells success in this life except the one thing she's always dreamed of someone to hold her without taking anything someone to hold her without breaking anything someone to hold her without rubbing on her crotch someone to hold her without wanting to watch and when you look the the stars do you see your god or do you see your sky falling down all around you when you look in your own eyes do you see their lies or do you see some love in the ropes that once bound you are you cursed or ruined or spoiled do you think you can heal? I would offer you a hug, but the touch I don't know how it would feel I don't know how it should feel All Content � 2008 Candor Communications |