i thought...
i thought i was a part of it
i was a part of your team
but then
suddenly
when all the work is done
you didn't need me anymore
for the nice work
we're not good enough
so you kicked us out of the team
i felt used
and depressed
but worst of all
i cryed
for you
you f*cking basterds
keep that in mind
i cared
i loved
i cryed
realise... this isn't right...
i hope they f*ck up your dreams 2...
i was a part of your team
but then
suddenly
when all the work is done
you didn't need me anymore
for the nice work
we're not good enough
so you kicked us out of the team
i felt used
and depressed
but worst of all
i cryed
for you
you f*cking basterds
keep that in mind
i cared
i loved
i cryed
realise... this isn't right...
i hope they f*ck up your dreams 2...
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| Auteur: stefanieke | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Firebolt | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 30 augustus 2003 | ||
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