paranoia
I miss you so much my heart could explode
And anxiety flows as I wait for your kiss
I am scared beyond measure and my hands are cold
For they claim to know who I am as they push me into the abyss
I don't know what they want or why do they know me
But they seem to seek some truth unknown
A knock on my door - and what else could it be?
I hope it's you, eager to press your lips against my own
And anxiety flows as I wait for your kiss
I am scared beyond measure and my hands are cold
For they claim to know who I am as they push me into the abyss
I don't know what they want or why do they know me
But they seem to seek some truth unknown
A knock on my door - and what else could it be?
I hope it's you, eager to press your lips against my own
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