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it's pure desperation now. pure desperation.
and there's only so many times i can ask that guy behind the glass for a return ticket. pretty soon it will have to be a one-way affair. i don't want christmas to be here because i will be held by people because of the day, not because they want to, or know that i need it.
my eyes are burning now and i know soon that it will turn to that all-too-familiar stinging feeling as i soak my keyboard again.
everyone goes in the end.
everyone goes in the end.
and there's only so many times i can ask that guy behind the glass for a return ticket. pretty soon it will have to be a one-way affair. i don't want christmas to be here because i will be held by people because of the day, not because they want to, or know that i need it.
my eyes are burning now and i know soon that it will turn to that all-too-familiar stinging feeling as i soak my keyboard again.
everyone goes in the end.
everyone goes in the end.