May 20, 2002 00:30
...something from the good old book of lyrics...
you say i'm hard to handle but you never really had that firm a grip on me.
you say you understand me, but how can you when i don't even understand myself?
always asking for the answers, but i know if i tell you you'll just find
more things to question
and i'm bound here
where i found fear
don't come round here
if you expect to leave
leave me now
and tell me how
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good day, good company, good people...
goodnight!
:)