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2005 September:

2005 August:

trapped in a crystal Ball
(everything seems clear but frail)
with all the lies you fed me
(im rolling down to hell)

Im on the attending list to your heart
(do you know how it feels?)
waiting for your acceptance Im dying
(your squeazing the life out of me)

To ease the panic and nausea
feed me, feed me those diet pills
dance the night away with joy
(no more worries of you)
But joy for me has its price when,
the morning sun drops me down bellow

(YOU NEED TO FREE MY SOUL!!)

To ease the panic and nausea
feed me, feed me those diet pills
dance the night away with joy
(no more worries of you)
But joy for me has its price when,
the morning sun drops me down bellow

I wont take this pressure anymore
Smack and wake you up silly girl
to make you understand that,
the hold button is for a telephone...

(YOU NEED TO FREE MY SOUL!!)