Jan 22, 2007 18:14
All you get is the taste. But that dissappears eventually.
I threw everything out that doesn't make sense
To find a thousand more things that don't make sense
And I can't help but get lost in a fault like this
When I don't know how to hide myself in open air
Where I'm all alone, alone, alone
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you and me in the same boat.
I'm really more scared than I let on.
Remember I'm always though ALWAYS here for you.
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