Nitemare
Strange thingslight up the night Never see 'em though I hope I might Dont ask if they are real The man in Black-better lips are sealed. Fantasy fills my mind To leave theis place before my time release my self from this earthly care It's my dream, your wosrt nightmare
LadyBugDancer · Mon Mar 21, 2005 @ 03:28am · 2 Comments |