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My heart's a graveyard, baby.
And to evil we make love
on our passion's killing floor.
In my arms you won't sleep safely.
And of lust we are re-born
on our passion's killing floor.
And to evil we make love
on our passion's killing floor.
In my arms you won't sleep safely.
And of lust we are re-born
on our passion's killing floor.
My heart's a graveyard, baby.
And to evil we make love
on our passion's killing floor.
In my arms you won't sleep safely.
And of lust we are re-born
on our passion's killing floor.
And to evil we make love
on our passion's killing floor.
In my arms you won't sleep safely.
And of lust we are re-born
on our passion's killing floor.
My heart's a graveyard, baby.
And to evil we make love
on our passion's killing floor.
In my arms you won't sleep safely.
And of lust we are re-born
on our passion's killing floor.
And to evil we make love
on our passion's killing floor.
In my arms you won't sleep safely.
And of lust we are re-born
on our passion's killing floor.
Age 31
where it's always sunny when I feel it should be dark... dam florida
Seen May 29th, 2009
Posted May 3rd, 2006
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posts
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mah name tis bee cheyenne.
wewt.
ahm back.
;DD
My heart's a graveyard, baby.
And to evil we make love
on our passion's killing floor.
In my arms you won't sleep safely.
And of lust we are re-born
on our passion's killing floor.
And to evil we make love
on our passion's killing floor.
In my arms you won't sleep safely.
And of lust we are re-born
on our passion's killing floor.
My heart's a graveyard, baby.
And to evil we make love
on our passion's killing floor.
In my arms you won't sleep safely.
And of lust we are re-born
on our passion's killing floor.
And to evil we make love
on our passion's killing floor.
In my arms you won't sleep safely.
And of lust we are re-born
on our passion's killing floor.
My heart's a graveyard, baby.
And to evil we make love
on our passion's killing floor.
In my arms you won't sleep safely.
And of lust we are re-born
on our passion's killing floor.
And to evil we make love
on our passion's killing floor.
In my arms you won't sleep safely.
And of lust we are re-born
on our passion's killing floor.
I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
My heart's a graveyard, baby.
And to evil we make love
on our passion's killing floor.
In my arms you won't sleep safely.
And of lust we are re-born
on our passion's killing floor.
And to evil we make love
on our passion's killing floor.
In my arms you won't sleep safely.
And of lust we are re-born
on our passion's killing floor.
I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin



