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Apr 28, 2005 18:51

Here I go
Down the road
Where I'm heading I don't know
And all I need is my six string
And notes more clear
Than the diamonds in her ring
And could this be a bitter symphony
Full of jealousy and meloncholy blues
Don't blame me nor the emphetamines
For the wrong one being the one you choose

There you fly
In the sky
Waiting for angels to breakdown and cry
And all you fear is all you hear
In the gazes of hollowed eyes so soft and clear
And could this be yesterday's song
Full of heartbreak and the mending of souls
Can't you see it won't be long
Before we're all deafened by the thunder's roll

In my last breath
Through my chest
I walked and talked of fruitless death
And out i called for my wall
To keep me inside when i crumble and fall
And could this be a shining light
Full of fake flesh and real fantasy
And just maybe, in the night
I'll be content with the life i did lead

Could this be a bitter symphony
Full of jealousy and meloncholy blues
Don't blame me nor the emphetamines
For the wrong one being the one you choose
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