Talk to me
Words © 10/30/2001 by
Oliver Ding
Love is a twisted vulva
It gives as much as it takes
Trust is another obsession
Hiding behind mirrors and fakes
Here we stand staring at each other
Can't remember when we talked
Hate is a loaded revolver
Be sure that X marks the spot
Warmth is choking on each other
When there's no more gold left in the pot
Here we stand staring at each other
Can't remember when we talked
Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me, to me
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