If you love no longer satisfied
How are you?
I put the question without undertone
But your face is already on terminal
Ok ... as you shall go already?
What do we eat?
Tortured Dialogue at supper
threatens to choke on the words
we have not spoken
You seem unstable
I respond only hurt in sympathy
And to love getriemmte facial expressions
at the end was more
We lie awake
How Can two alien under one roof
me
hardly move through the bed to dig ditches
It is only next
If you no longer loves
you accuse
The colorful photos in the photo frame
And therefore predicted nickname
places us at a time just
You ask me what
And I try your advice to
But my answer has betrayed
that I am not really interested
You touched me
And this pain in my back knocking on
Because I myself can not explain
Why I no longer want
We lie awake
Like two other under one roof
Can I barely move
through the bed to dig ditches
It is only next
If you do not love anymore
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Come to
Severe Decision
I wore long been with me around
lag me often on the tongue
But I talked around it
The vultures circling
long been on our self-portrait
I have come to tell you
that I go
This strange The small stab
I often wished my homesickness war
all just never home
never home
This haunting little stitch
Thinking of you and me
In home full of brats
He began not to stop
Has anyone here n 'objection?
tell him now or '
Only my heart lifted his hand high
But my mouth went on strike
Give me no Wanted to kiss No more
how are you and no coffee
just came to tell you that I go
This odd little stitch
the war I often on my way home
all just not go home
never home
This little distressing Stich
Thinking of you and me in the home full of brats
He began to no longer stop you from my center parking
Severe Decision
I wore long been with me around
lag me often on the tongue
But I talked around it
The vultures circling
long been on our self-portrait
I have come to tell you
that I go
This strange The small stab
I often wished my homesickness war
all just never home
never home
This haunting little stitch
Thinking of you and me
In home full of brats
He began not to stop
Has anyone here n 'objection?
tell him now or '
Only my heart lifted his hand high
But my mouth went on strike
Give me no Wanted to kiss No more
how are you and no coffee
just came to tell you that I go
This odd little stitch
the war I often on my way home
all just not go home
never home
This little distressing Stich
Thinking of you and me in the home full of brats
He began to no longer stop you from my center parking
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