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Curdled Cheese Makes for A Foul Cock
I think I've heard this song before
I think you've heard this song before
I know we've heard this song before
She went
Walked right out the door
He left
He won't be seen no more
Same love
Same broken heart
Sometimes I want to breathe again
Sometimes I cannot breathe again
Sometime I will not breath again
I'll rip your heart from my insides
I'll let you bleed out all the lies
Same love
Same broken heart
© 2008, Mosquitobyte
Callooh on May 21 2008 edit · delete you had me at curdled...
great love song -- was that your intent?
I love
"I'll rip your heart from my insides
I'll let you bleed out all the lies"
I wonder if you need the space between the last two lines?
----- Ekki-Ekki-Ekki-Ekki-PTANG. Zoom-Boing. Z'nourrwringmm
Mosquitobyte on May 21 2008 edit · delete PMSL!!!! To quote John Lydon, "this is not a love song"!!!!
I got sick of hearing the same formulaic, "lost-love" pieces on the radio, this was my furious response to that namby pamby crap.
Mos.
Callooh on May 22 2008 edit · delete I don't listen to the radio - I fear my head would explode.
so let me get this straight... you're not so fond of the "namby pamby crap" that so soothes the masses?? there's nothing like a bad love song, wait. there is, tons of it, isn't there?
I'd hum along to yours, warms my nasty cold heart, it does.
