Oct 22, 2005 10:59
Im tired of being the bad guy,
Cut out copies,
And throw away the seeds,
Did you grow that night,
Or was it just my imagination,
Sitting in that chair,
That night of lies,
Im such a creep,
You know,
Driving in rain,
Snow,
And still drunk you know,
But it wasnt the situation,
But where I go,
That makes me the low,
And behold,
Bad Guy.
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