me now where was my fault, in loving you with my whole heart? But tell me now where was my fault, in loving you with my whole heart? Her white blank page
: Blank page is all the rage Never meant to say anything In bed I was half dead Tired of dreaming of rest Got dressed drove the state line Looking for
Thoughts pass by like a river flow Must be hard to keep track where you came from I float down and stand right next to you But something is causing a
tell me now, where was my fault In loving you with my whole heart Oh tell me now, where was my fault In loving you with my whole heart A white blank page
tell me now, where was my fault In loving you with all my heart Oh tell me now, where was my fault In loving you with all my heart A white blank page
tell me now where was my fault, in loving you with my whole heart? But tell me now where was my fault, in loving you with my whole heart? Her white blank page
Blank page is all the rage Never meant to say anything In bed I was half dead Tired of dreaming of rest Got dressed drove the state line Looking for
am offering Every space in me for you to fill And I am coming clean I am promising If you?ll write on me your perfect will Then I?ll be a blank page
it passion or just a profession is it fiction, is it confession is it passion or just an obsession there's an empty room there's a blank page there'
with a BB gun Better yet knocking on your door and run Playing hide-and-go-get-it for a little stank Even though I was still shooting blanks As soon as
president get shot at point blank range Slipped thousands of people drinks and made em act strange Had my gat in a hollowed out book in the last page
for mercy [Reader:] A dark presence overcomes me Agression starts to roar within my veins The pages turn, without applying torque A blank page appears
away. the pain will subside. we are, the angry tide. we are, the burning rage. the birds that hate the cage. this is the final age! we are, the blank page
for me A Loner longing for The cadence of her last breath Put to rest all that's not life Drink for beauty and fill my blank page Sometimes a
: I am unwritten, can't read my mind, I'm undefined I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned Staring at the blank page before you
: A tiny flame inside my hand A compromise I never planned Unravel out the finer strands And I'm looking at a blank page now Should I fill it up with
be made The stupid things they said In their prayers All about a love untold It's a love untold Soft hands slowly move across the blank white page