Come to me Bug to bug light Same ol' way Pattern of my life mask myself And let the infatuation set it. Two 24's in a row With nothing from each other And begin to wonder What it was all for Why was this special, again? By now I've figured What will push And I do it To break my own heart. My own Way Pattern of my life. The way I live The way I'll die The twisted way I bring the sanctuary to my life.Birth sign: Gemini
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