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2009 21 July :: 2.33am
:: Music: Incubus
Or something else.
Bat your eyes girl.
Be otherworldly.
Count your blessings.
Seduce a stranger.
What's so wrong with being happy?
Kudos to those who see through sickness...yeah
She woke in the morning.
She knew that her life had passed her by
She called out a warning.
Don't ever let life pass you by.
Perhaps if a few years older; Id totally make a move.
I'm cautious of who I would call a friend
Who you aquaint is who you are
The darkest hours are when we choose a side
So make your pick and take a fall
Say something
Say anything at all
Make a move
Shes a southern girl...
You're an exception to the rule
You're a bonafide rarity
You're all I ever wanted
Southern girl, could you want me?
Eyes that Vie
Your eyes are an undiscovered ocean far away
Any minute now keeping
Both poets and priests at bay
Don't get ahead of me
Could we just this once see eye to eye?
Could you want perhaps me?
Ask me how it feels to vie
To vie!
Silly me.
No, You're not the first to fall apart
But always the first one to complain
You better get careful or you'll compromise
Everything you are
...Leave me here in my stark raving sick sad little world
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