30.8.09


I think I'm drowning, asphyxiated I wanna break this spell that you've created you're something beautiful a contradiction I wanna play the game I want the friction you will be the death of me bury it, I won't let you bury it, I won't let you smother it, I won't let you murder it Our time is running out, Our time is running out,You can't push it underground You can't stop it screaming out I wanted freedom, Bound and restricted. I tried to give you up But I'm addicted Now that you know I'm trapped sense of elation You'd never dream of breaking this fixation.