Thursday, October 26, 2006

Stop

Current mood: creative
Category: Writing and Poetry


Don't think I know what you're thinkin'
You don't think too well when you're drinkin'
I don't know too much about me and you
Come on Come on Yeah

I don't think you know what I'm thinkin'.
You don't know what I'll do when I've been drinkin' so
what do you really know about me?
Oh you'll see you'll see

Stop lyin' Stop tryin'
to figure it out you won't figure me out no.
Stop actin' so wack
'cause I won't look back no I won't look back now.
I'll stop thinkin' you got what I need
because you're all washed up from what my eyes can see
I'm not leavin' so stop your Bleedin'
'cause I won't stop stabbin' 'til you stop Screamin'

So who's next, you wanna be my victim?
'Cause I got the itch to fuckin' break your system.
But what does that really say about us?
Come on Come on Yeah

I've been waitin to take you out
put you on your back and give you mouth to mouth
resesitation. Breath into me.

But you don't stop. 'Cause I keep you breathin'
You can't stop. 'Cause you're at my feet and
I won't stop no I won't stop no I

I lied, I tried
to figure it out I can't figure this out no.
'Cause you're actin' so wack
and I keep lookin' back I keep comin' back to you.
I still think you've got what I need
because you're just so perfect from what I see. So,
don't leave. Help me stop the Bleedin'
please just stop stabbin' 'cause I won't Scream
© 2006

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