Saturday, June 30, 2007

1 comment:

puppet said...

Movin' - Skin

A look of death that turns you on
Im too destructive to be the one

Thats were Im going to
Some place thats far from you
Im movin on

Im to frustrated to kill your glare
I cant dismiss, you cant compare

And when I find my place
Ill make this stupid feeling last forever
When I find my way
Nothing left in this sick world will matter

I wanna kill to fit your rules
I cant resign until youre through

Thats were Im running to
Some place where dreams cant rule
Im movin on