Saturday 26 June 2010

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What is this place? Why do we race? Nothings making sense at all. What more can i do? I am still painting flowers for you.
This dream isn't done.
I wanna see your face and know i made it home.
Ice in my veins, blood in my eyes.
You keep the sunshine, save me the rain.
The top gets higher, the more that i climb.
Confidence is a stain they can't wipe off.
I used to be love drunk, but now I'm hungover.
The world, stuck in black and white.
All the bullshit you put me through.
But now I'm sober.
You're one big sugar rush.
I am a river, down in the valley.
Stand up tall, look them in the face.
I am a helping hand, I am a hero.
Hey, I made it.
Where I follow, you go.
But, even the best fall down sometimes.
Even the wrong words seem to rhyme.
Even the stars refuse to shine.
Out of the back you fall in time.
Now my clothes smell like cigarettes, but i don't smoke at all.
I was out of line.
I was staying out of my mind.
Life is like an old cassette, that you can't rewind.



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