17 June 2012
Your mask slipped, When you swore at my face, You make our generation, Look a disgrace.
You drew me in, With your perfect smile, For you I'd have driven, A million miles.
I tried to accept, We're not the same, But I can't play, Your sordid game.
In your eyes, I'm the villain, I gave you a chance, I won't make that mistake again...
Your Game • Opuss № I