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May 09, 2004 20:40

september never stays this cold where i come from..
and you know im not one for complaining,
but i love the way you'd roll excuses
off the tip of your tounge
as i'd slowly fall apart.

this wont mean a thing come tomorrow..
and thats exactly how i'll make it seem.
'cause im still not sleeping, thinking:
ive crawled home from worse then this.

so please please please--
im runnin out of sympathy.
and i never said i'd take this..
no, i never said i'd take this lying down.
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