Nov 23, 2004 11:32
This is my new journal. I deleted all my friends because they were all fuckers. If you find me and like me, add me, I just might add your ass back.
taking on seven years that the holy ghost had left alone
test my arms, kick like crazy, I’ve been trying way too long.
if he could only push his way off and fight you
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m not sure
Getting this off my chest, the story ends.
I would find a way without
Tell him his eyes see too clear
I would find a way without you
Tell him his eyes see too clear
That mistakes were golden and life
without you, is something that I could never do
that was right, staple the eyes and seven dates for me to
sell machines and tear on
seven years, you assured me that I’d be fine if I complied
if he could only push his way off and fight you
I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m not sure
Getting this off my chest, the story ends.
I would find a way without
Tell him his eyes see too clear
I would find a way without you
Tell him his eyes see too clear
That mistakes were golden and life
without you, is something that I could never do
that was right, .... for me to
sell machines and tear on
don’t treat me I’m to blame
don’t treat me like I ever accused you