Oh to watch her sleep
Oh to be the dream
In the eye of a dream
Oh to be her cancer
Her addiction, her disease
Oh to make her feel
How she makes me
Oh to lack taste without
And what does she bring about
But a broken back
And a dirty snout
From lying face down
But I've been kicking out
Yes I've been kicking out
All i'm asking is for an apology
For what you've done or are doing to me
Yes just a simple sorry
And I will leave.
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