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[Oct. 10th, 2007|12:43 pm] |
Feeling lost, talking much, living in the background
Speeding fast, turning brakes, living in the fast lane
Living wild, loving free, lauhging at the wheather
Tongue is tied, talk is loose, secret understanding
Making rules, breaking fools, survival is the game
Count me in, count me out, will this ever stop?
Noone wins, noone looses, noone is to blame.. |
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[Oct. 10th, 2007|09:01 pm] |
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There ain't enough hours in my day. |
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