Corina,
you left me high and dry
you left me dry and bitter
you left me bitter and twisted.
twisted and perverted
Corinia,
you kept me twisting and turning
you kept me turning and dizzy
you kept me dizzy and confused.
confused and lost
Corina,
you brought me fruit and flowers
you brought me flowers and thorns
you brought me thorns and briars.
briars and the rose
and all the roses and briars
all the thorns and the flowers
left me lost and confused
dizzy and turning
perverted and twisted.
Sunday, February 04, 2007
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