The Girl With the Black Heart

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April 07, 2014 by Jennifer Garay

Out of my mind and trying to get into yours.... 

You say I'm crazy, 

but that's just cause I got you going insane... 

Why do we play these games? 

Why do we play these games?

Let me in... 

Let me win..

Let me win.. 

 

Out of my mind and trying to get into yours.... 

Make some sense out of my insanity..... 

Cause it seems like all of the forces on earth have contemplated against us, right now I feel so weightless...... and every time gravity pulls, I tend to gravitate towards you...

I fall deeper into you.... 

Let me in..

Let me in..

I can't win... 

 

Out of my mind and trying to get into yours... 

Let me consume you..... 

Let me run laps across your brain. 

I have to make sense out of your insanity in order to remain sane.... 

Cause I swear that there's something about you that won't allow me to stay away. 

Let me in... 

Let me in..

I can't win..

 

Out of my mind and trying to get into yours.... 

Cause every things been said and done.....

You're out of your mind and engraved in mine....

I can't win.

I can't win.

Let me in.

Let me in.  

 

Out of my mind and trying to get into yours.... 

Let me in. 

Let me in. 

You can win. 

You can win.

 

April 07, 2014 /Jennifer Garay
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