Hate me father, I have sinned: I never did want it all; I was never having fun; I always gave what I had. Bless me father, now they know: I have scarlet letters on my back; The one I love is giving up. Read all about it in the flesh- The words I wrote will soon be trash. (June 2003) Copyright ©2003 Olivier Serrat |
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