Dreams of Rome
by hrsofconspiracy on December 09, 2011I'll take my medicine,
Act like you're the cure
When you're my disease.
Baby, I'm tongue-tied,
In-head died.
I'll drink to this.
Refusing to refuse.
Theres my problem.
Drive the nail
Further through my skull
Maybe you'll break
My lack of realities.
Wife and husband:
A family.
Add a son:
An empire.
(I AM EMPIRE)
(I AM EMPIRE)
Even Rome has it's rival.
You're my disease.
(Give me more)
(Give me more)
I know what's bad for me
(I don't care)
(Just don't care)
Already numb
(My God what've I become)
Lost in you.
Those eyes.
You've been gone so long.
Still I hold you close.
Caress your face
You're nowhere near.
Lost in you.
Those eyes.
(Nowhere near)
Lost in you.
Those eyes.
(My disease)
Lost in you.
Those eyes.
Lost in you.
Those eyes.
Lost in you.
Lost in you.
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