Oct 18, 2005 19:23
I've got to brace myself with everything I have.
Everything you have.
I'm held up by string and my legs feel like buckling.
Can you imagine the last day?
The thought makes my heart race..
Once again, here I am, here I am, here.
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and we`ll waste all the film on us
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