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Apr 26, 2007 19:37

Take a breath from a girl named Beth,
she swore that she could pass the test
with flying colors; a real high score
but the only high she really scored
is wrapped in cellophane
to celebrate our daily shame
wrapped up in your brain
are the things that make us go insane
Ring the bell I missed your call
but the look in your eyes it says it all
saying come downstairs but don't go down
and if we can we'll make it sound
like a summers rain
tapping a glass window pane
like an evil stain
stimulates a sin called vain
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Theres a road I once took that I read in a book about
all of these things I want to believe
life it's a story and as it progresses
through all of the lessons and messes you face
it all falls into place
This concept seems so hard to swallow cos
now I found someone to follow up
into the stars of the milky way
And as we float apon stars we lay
across fields of dreaming with meaning
so simple to me, it's simple to me
Their placement it's blatant these rooms are all vacant
so wake up and take up a life less made up
and then maybe then this place will be real or feel
less like a tv show where we all know every single line
but not why the actors are lying and pretending
they're people they aint
people they aint
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