BLANCHE BÊTE

blanche

Throw me a life line | Cause honey I got nothing to lose

change is a powerful thing ppl are powerful beings | Tryin' to find the power in me to be faithful

you can go your own way

The capillaries in my eyes are bursting | If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour

The false incompetence is dominance under a guise

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GOT A BURNING DESIRE

i can be cruel - i don't know why