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mushroomhead (profile) wrote, on 3-12-2005 at 9:09pm | |
Current mood: apathetic |
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I got a mind full of heartaches and hand me downs. I got a freight train screaming inside my head, that says "You can't find love in a stranger's bed." And my mouth is full of all the words that I wish I had said. It's so much harder now, that the blues skies have gone away. I wish, I had just one more day. Whiskey like water, flowing down a drain and I'm wasted as a candle in a hurricane. But, you can't stop something that's this far gone. Goodbyes are easier than I was wrongs and suicide ain't a matter of degree." |
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