May 15, 2006 17:22
I don't think I've been here for the past 15 yrs. I'll see y'all later. All of every relation, I'm gone and I'll think of you often, some more than others, many, less then all.
The Justice In Numbers
Cords and Cradles and Bed Posts and Cells
Oh My God, What have you left
A criminal and his cigarettes, a shop keep and his
hose
a shame, a shame they'll breathe their last breath
on a life left froze
Dearest I'm leaving for a better cause
Myself, seeking out the one who knows
I'm Just not that perfect yet
I'm Just not that Perfect
Yet
Oh dear, i guess i never knew you
you kept safe from me ever close
but closed you stay, but clothed who knows
but i know i knew you better, its you who disposed
Dearest I'm leaving for a better cause
Myself, seeking out the one who knows
I'm Just not that perfect yet
I'm Just not that Perfect
Yet
But the pool of chances has ran its course and drawn out the serpents and filtered the coarse
Dearest I'm leaving for a better cause
Myself, seeking out the one who knows
I'm Just not that perfect yet
I'm Just not that Perfect
Yet