Saturday, February 23, 2008
little baby nothing
Everything has a reason, an excuse, a circumstance and 2 ways to describe the same entity.
I chose one.
No one likes looking at you
Your lack of ego offends male mentality
They need your innocence
To steal vacant love and to destroy
Your beauty and virginity used like toys
My mind is dead, everybody love's me
Wants a slice of me
Hopelessly passive and compatible
Need to belong, oh the roads are scarey
So hold me in your arms
I wanna be your only possession
- Manic Street Preachers feat Traci Lords Little Baby Nothing
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