Tuesday, March 17, 2009

sorted details.

well i guess it would be juvenile for me to sit down and write some bullshit 
pop ass art song about us..
 
And how the story has been told a hundred times over

Funny how sitting here looking fifty feet up at what i thought was rock bottom,
and we have nobody to blame but ourselves, for all the the times we gave-up.

So how can we bypass the cliches and get right to the point..
we are in no shape for loving or loneliness, but we still tried to stumble through the car wreck.

And now even if the story is almost over

Humor can be found in the second round you beat him to the finish-line,
and he has no one to blame but himself, for all the times he spent dreaming


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