Feb 08, 2005 16:21
Best friends have become
Slight smiles in the hallways
The days keep getting shorter
Sleepless nights are all that's left
I've made a habit of making up lies
For your permission to be somewhere that's harmful
This is all that's left
I'm forging my signiture on this fake life
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i'll try to call you tonight, i hope you pick up... or call me
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