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Sep 17, 2005 21:13

every way i turn is not the way i should

every wich way but loose (clint eastwood)

the butterfys in my eyes keep keeping me from seeing you
would be an ugly phrase if only it weren't true

none of this is working right and allofthisisiwrongandicntstandlisteningtothissamefuckingsongagain........

all
i
can
be
is
me, suicidal failure that i am
no reverberation of forgivness
no need for friends
so i choose to lose tha need for sound t
he one that barks in your brain
the one that turns you around
i got no times for innocence
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