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Oct 14, 2004 21:38

This has been a fucking weird week. A bipolar one. From the fucking highest of highs to the lowest of lows, what is this an in dire need song?

Last week right now I was at the show and I COULD not have been happier, then I got happier, then I got sad. Fuck dat shit man. If it was not for the few people who showed me the earth is not a cold dead place, after this week, I dont know if I would believe it. Truely was the best day followed by the worst.

The shows went well, made alot of money and whatnot, cause it's all about the benjimans. I should be doing projects now, but Im not. I was in the paper too, fucking weird.

I went to a mountain and cleared my head, I should have fucking jumped.

I might make this friends only. But Im a fag so probablly not.

Here comes the cold
Break out the winter clothes
And find a love to call your own
You - enter you
Your cheeks a shade of pink
And the rest of you in powder blue

Who knows what will be
But I'll make you this guarantee

No way November will see our goodbye
When it comes to December it's obvious why
No one wants to be alone at Christmas time

In the dark, on the phone
You tell me the names of your brothers
And your favorite colors
I'm learning you
And when it snows again
We'll take a walk outside
And search the sky
Like children do

No way November will see our goodbye
When it comes to December it's obvious why
No one wants to be alone at Christmas time
And come January we're frozen inside
Making new resolutions a hundred times
February, won't you be my valentine?
And we'll both be safe 'til St. Patrrick's Day

We should take a ride tonight around the town
and look around at all the beautiful houses
something in the way that blue lights
on a black night can make you feel more
everybody, it seems to me, just wants to be
Just like you and me

No one wants to be alone at Christmas time
Come January we're frozen inside
Making new resolutions a hundred times
February, won't you be my valentine?

And if our always is all that we gave
And we someday take that away
I'll be alright if it was just 'til
St. Patrick's Day

Tomorrow is a new day. It's a constant fight. It's us against the world.
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