Disease

by Dean

As i get in the car
as i prepare to leave
i think of your face
you are my disease

i put in the key
as i turn it i see
visions of your face
in front of me

the car turns on
i can hear our song
it plays so loud
it plays so long

the car is in drive
and i think of your eyes
they pull at me
i think i could cry

but, no
my heart races
as i see the faces
of the ones i leave behind

i stop at the light
trying to control this enter fight
emotions run whiled
it will be a long night

i can not wait
to hold you
i cant wait for you to speak
i feel you in my soul
you make me week

as i drive to you
i think of what i will leave
i don't care
i am your disease


Submission date : 2006-07-10
Last edit : 2006-07-10

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