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Not another love song
Playing a song takes some time
Whether for reason or rhyme
But why do- they sing of love?
And things above?
When push comes to shove
There aint no thing
Call me crazy
Call me insane
call me stupid
it causes no pain
I'm the laughing stock of our new generation
But it doesnt matter to me
Hope prevails the loving heart
Life fails the hopefull sort
I hope I die before I suffer more pain
Put me out of my misery
Bring the rain
Whether for reason or rhyme
But why do- they sing of love?
And things above?
When push comes to shove
There aint no thing
Call me crazy
Call me insane
call me stupid
it causes no pain
I'm the laughing stock of our new generation
But it doesnt matter to me
Hope prevails the loving heart
Life fails the hopefull sort
I hope I die before I suffer more pain
Put me out of my misery
Bring the rain
Published 10th May 2012
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10th May 2012 7:17pm
10th May 2012 7:44pm
10th May 2012 9:30pm
I just related to that, I love the rain, it's the only thing that makes me happy.
16th May 2012 11:09pm
4th Jul 2012 6:49pm
I won't call you crazy or insane. A love that remains IS possible.
You write with your heart and I see a beautiful girl through your words.
You write with your heart and I see a beautiful girl through your words.
