March 2011
You beg for seconds
in a Diabetic Shock
I redo my nails every Sunday night and I always take pictures of them…but I don’t know why…
For us it's too late
Let the credits start to roll
You're not a man
You’re just a mannequin
sup ladies? my name's slim shady, i'm the lead...
I want you to know
With everything I won’t let this go,
These words are my heart and soul.
I’ll hold onto these moments you know,
‘Cause I’ll bleed my heart out to show..
That I won’t let go.
