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Walk Away by Christina Aguilera
2005-01-17 at 12:28 p.m.

What do you do when you know somethings bad for you, and you still can't let go?

I was naive
Your love was like candy
Artificially sweet
I was decieved by the wrapping
Got caught in your way
And I learned how to bleed
I was prey in your bed
And got devoured completely

Oh and it hurts my soul
'Cos I can't let go
These walls are caving in
I can't stop my suffering
I hate to show that
I've lost control
'Cos I keep going right back
to the one thing that I need....

To walk away from.
I need to get back from you,
I need to walk away from you,
Get away, and walk away.

I should have known that
I was used for amusement
Couldn't see through the smoke,
it was all an illusion
Now I've been lickin my wounds,
but the venom seeps deeper
We both can seduce,
but darlin you hold me prisoner

I'm about to break,
I can't stop this ache
I'm addicted to your allure,
and I'm fiendin' for a cure
Every step I take,
leads to one mistake
I keep goin right back
to the one thing that I need
I can't mend,
this torn state I'm in
getting nothing in return
What did I do to deserve
the pain of this slow burn
And everywhere I turn
I keep goin right back
to the one thing that
I need to walk away from.....

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My name is Jenni, I'm 17, live in the UK. And this is my weightloss journal. I need to lose weight, for real. So this is where you will be able to read up on my goings ons. I am a work in progress, so wish me luck, people. I'm gonna do this. x

×Loves×
Music. Cats. Infinity. God. Rain. Stickers. Venetian masks. Disney. Books. Eddie Izzard. Lip gloss. Daisies. Church. My friends. Photography. HTML. Movies. Dance.

×Hates×
Rejection. Judgement. Stereotypes. Dictation. Negativity. Overly critical people. Having the freedom of choice taken away from me. When the power cuts out. Computer gremlins.