Basic Black
I cannot cope with this duress
In basic black, I wear this dress
I feel my life has no more hope
With this duress, I cannot cope
I sit and mourn in basic black
I only want my sweetheart back
A dress that I have never worn
In basic black I sit and mourn
I bought this dress with him in mind
To look my best and well defined
And now my life is such a mess
With him in mind, I bought this dress
There’s nothing worse, I live a curse
This dress has now become perverse
I watched them put him in a hearse
I live a curse, there’s nothing worse













Love it. Lane




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