Saturday, 4 July 2009


Pinned. You've got me pinned;
Pinned like a fly to the wall.
Pinned with a tac and I bawl.

Pinned. You know what I'm like.
You think that I may and I might.
You ride me around like a bike.

But one day, I may peddle you;
One day, before you turn me blue.

Pinned - to your every whim.
You can dull me 'til I am dim.
When will you let me in?

Pinned. You know me well.
You're an angel from somebody's hell.
I think you're just swell.

And one day I may become your slave.
You inter me and raise me from the grave.

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