by SweetPo3d

Created on: September 30, 2009   Last Updated: October 02, 2009

My soul is coughing

She had to be the one

I had to move so fast.

I'm out of chances

how dare you dance in and out of my dreams

I'm so sick of me

I mean sick of looking at you

so sick

and tired and tried and bored.

This is the last time I pick up the phone to call

just let it ring

the voicemail will pick it up.

Still haven't change the recording we both did.

"Hi, this is us?"

Remember that promise?

Now my soul is coughing you up!

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