Sunday, February 7, 2010

Love ritual

I been thinkin' I'll become firefly's when I die.
Burst into a thousand little lights fly up into the sky.
Beats layin' on a table guts out with you pokin' inside.
They'll just say his heart fell apart....That's the reason he died.
They'll be the ones to tell you lightning won't strike twice.
They say it won't come again and try to ruin your life.
But I met a girl who had fire in eyes.
She blew my shit apart on my knees in the dark trying to find a light.

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