Jan 29, 2007 22:23
she's choking on the smoke
of unthinkable choices
she is haunted by the voices
of so many desires
she's bent over from the business
of begging forgiveness
while frantically running around
putting out fires
but i guess that this is the price
that we pay
for the privilege of living
for even a day
in a world with so many things
worth believing in.
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it's beauty blinding and unsurpassed
make me forget every moment that went by
and left me so half-hearted
cuz i felt it so half-assed
I JUST WANT TO TUNE OUT ALL THE BILLBOARDS
WELD MYSELF A MENTAL SHIELD
I JUST WANT TO PUT DOWN ALL THE PRESSURES
AND FEEL HOW I REALLY FEEL
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