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Mar 01, 2006 07:25

"And you ask me what I want this year And I try to make this kind and clear Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days Cuz I don't need boxes wrapped in strings And desire and love and empty things Just a chance that maybe we'll find better days"

I want to just have all these feelings just desappear. "It's not about me and other girls, it's about me and you." I do care. I'm sick of lying to myself.
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