Aug 27, 2004 17:48
I spent most of last night draggin this lake for
the corpses of all my past mistakes sell me out-
the jokes on you we are salt- you are the wound
empty another bottle and let me tear you to
peices this is me wishing you into the worst situations i'm the kind of kid that can't let
anything go but you wouldn't know a good thing if it came up and slit your throat....