red's Journal
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| Wednesday, December 3rd, 2003 |
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I haven't ever really found a place that I call home I never stick around quite long enough to make it I apologize that once again I'm not in love But it's not as if I mind that your heart ain't exactly breaking It's just a thought, only a thought But if my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy Well I deserve nothing more than I get Cos nothing I have is truly mine I've always thought that I would love to live by the sea To travel the world alone and live more simply I have no idea what's happened to that dream As there's really nothing left here to stop me It's just a thought, only a thought But if my life is for rent and I don't learn to buy Well I deserve nothing more than I get Cos nothing I have is truly mine While my heart is a shield and I won't let it down While I am so afraid to fail so I won't even try Well how can I say I'm alive If my life is for rent… nu aa man te nupat shuva bumbas par atsaldeetiibu un depresiiviem postiem. bet kaa jau mineeju es esmu ljaudis, kam pozitiivaa atmosfeeraa posti defaultaa nerodas. m-kay, anyway no weba postot ir totaali nestiliigi |
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