mikichan

do your boobs hang low, can you swing them too and frow

can you tie them in a knot, can you tie them in a bow

can you throw them o'er your sholder like a continental soldier

can you do the double hstle when your boobs hang low

Been suffering from depression again, i need a good firm hand to help me.

He used to give me roses; I wish he could again;

But that was on the outside, and things were different then.

We'd built our world together, with a love so clear and strong;

But that was on the outside. Where did I go wrong?

On the inside the sun still shines, and the rain falls down;

But the sun and rain are prisoners too, when morning comes around.

Last night I dreamed we were together, sharing all the love we've known;

Till I had to face the nightmare, of waking up alone.

On the inside the sun still shines, and the rain falls down;

But the sun and rain are prisoners too, when morning comes around.

On the inside the roses grow; they don't mind the stony ground;

But the roses here are prisoners too, when morning comes around.

He used to give me roses; I wish he could again;

But that was on the outside, and things were different then.