talking to myself

Bizarre occurring phenomenon
Talking to myself
Missed a call and my voicemail box is full

Returning
To the scene of some crime
A murder in a parallel universe

Till death do us part
I swear on my life
I will be here with you till the end

I will love you
I will feed you
I will walk along by your side

I will hold you
& Wipe your tears away

I will punch that asshat for making you cry
I will defend your name
When they try to play dirty
And wrap you in wool when it’s cold outside

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