The New Disease.

Mar 21, 2010 21:01

It's times like these, I just wonder how I got here and where I'm gonna be in any sort of given time.
My life is lost and scattered, My heart is aching everyday and I feel I've just gone Blind.
I want to run freely, between fallen palms and dew'd leaves.
Sand between my toes, Standing there. The air soothes, I can breathe.
A Simpler time, Will never come again.

Someone, Save me?
...Please.

"Yeah i know what your friends all say
That i'm gonna go to hell, they're all probably right
I just wanna go to hell my way"
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