Wednesday 15 August 2012

A quarter before two, I'm all alone and I....... Sing Lady Antebellum's

Like a kid under banging thunder, I'm scared as hell
Like a mother duck losing her duckling, I'm scared as hell
Like a woman going back home driving alone, I'm scared as hell

I can't bear staying on ground with such fear following like shadow,
make me look like lame queen of sorrow

Question is, where do I go when hell itself scares me off as hell?

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