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Jan 06, 2005 21:43

I bored, sprinkled with a smooth layer of depression.

I was alone thinkin' I was just fine
I wasn't lookin' for anyone to be mine
I thought love was just a fabrication
A train that wouldn't stop at my station

Home, alone, that was my consignment
Solitary confinement
So when we met I was getting around you

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faceless_7788 January 6 2005, 20:10:30 UTC
smooth layer

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jesusfr3ak07 January 6 2005, 21:06:12 UTC
did u write that or did u get it from lyrics in a song?

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hckysckr88 January 9 2005, 19:42:55 UTC
yeah i wrote it on the spot.
my regular songs are really depressing
and i dont really like them

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