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Tuesday, Mar. 29, 2005 - Even the best fall down sometimes. Even the wrong words seem to rhyme. Out of the doubt that fills your mind, you finally find, you and I collide. You finally find you and I collide. You finally find you and I collide.
Friday, Mar. 25, 2005 - I fear that I am ordinary, just like everyone. to lie here and die amongst the sorrows, adrift among the days. for everything I've ever said, and everything I've ever done is gone and dead.
Wednesday, Mar. 09, 2005 - Hey precious daddy can you hear me now from the lost and found although your six feet underground. In the mirror, I can see your face just another trace of all the tragedy you passed down. There are times when I can hear your voice.
Monday, Mar. 07, 2005 - Lovely labradors outnumber musicians. Bonnie and Clyde have made their good intentions. Pity poor Payne Stewart in a death bubble. But what a swing and so much bottle. So I convalesce and I ease the stress cuz DNA means does not accept.
Thursday, Mar. 03, 2005 - time is never time at all. you can never leave without leaving a piece of youth. and our lives are forever changed. we will never be the same. the more you change the less you feel.
Monday, Feb. 28, 2005 - See you sittin next to the window in the bedroom. She breaks down (breaks down), cryin over something and starin into nothing. Afraid now (hey now), wanting, needing, haunting. It's killing me thinking what has happened.
Sunday, Feb. 27, 2005 - Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, that's life. Trying to make ends meet, you're a slave to money then, you die. I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down.
Saturday, Feb. 26, 2005 - I used to be a little boy. So old in my shoes. And what I choose is my voice. What's a boy supposed to do ? The killer in me is the killer in you. My love, I send this smile over to you. The killer in me is the killer in you. Send this smile over
Thursday, Feb. 24, 2005 - and i'm ok but every time you call i can't hear a sound. so i'll try to stay but when i feel a wave i'm already gone. quicksilver and wax. you don't have to ask, black satellite. just when i'm starting to crash.
Sunday, Feb. 20, 2005 - Pacific Sun, you should have warned us, it gets so cold here. And the night can freeze, before you set it on fire. And our flares go unnoticed. Dimminished, faded just as soon as they are fired. We are, we are, intrigued. We are, we are, invisible.
Saturday, Feb. 19, 2005 - Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Monopoly, Twenty one, checkers, and hess. Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Let's play Twister, let's play Risk. See you heaven if you make the list. Hey, Andy did you hear about this one?
Friday, Feb. 18, 2005 - I'll buy you a diamond ring my friend if it makes you feel all right. I'll get you anything my friend if it makes you feel all right. Cause I don't care too much for money for money can't buy me love.
Thursday, Feb. 17, 2005 - Take the L out of the lover and it's over. Take the L out of the lover and it's over. Take the L out of the lover and it's over. Every trick and sentiment. all the times we never met.
Tuesday, Feb. 15, 2005 - So much for the streetlights. They're never gonna guide you home. No they're never gonna guide you home. Down at the steamboat show. Yeah, all the kids started spitting. I guess I didn't live up to the billing.
Saturday, Feb. 12, 2005 - Like most amazing things it's easy to miss and easy to mistake. For when things are really great it just means everything's in its place. When everything was over and we loaded up the van I turned and said to Dan, Dan, I guess this is our prime
Tuesday, Feb. 08, 2005 - you're half-naked ambition and you're half out of your wits and though your wristwatch always works & your necktie never fits. now its so hard to pick the receiver. and when i call, i never noticed you could be so small.
Sunday, Feb. 06, 2005 - I close my eyes. Thought I was lost but I was stranded. I go outside. To my surprise the sky had landed. I thought it made more sense. If I could only keep you guessing. I was a fool to think that I should stop you from undressing.
Wednesday, Feb. 02, 2005 - Can't fight the Seether. I can't see her till I'm foaming at the mouth. Keep her down, boiling water, keep her down, what a lovely daughter. Oh, she is not born like other girls, but I know how to conceive her.
Monday, Jan. 31, 2005 - There's always something for everyone. But love can be suicide. Oh yeah. It's just what you've been waiting for and i know it can't be denied. Can't stop fallin' into love. What's my heart been dreaming up?
Friday, Jan. 28, 2005 - Please be philosophical. Please be tapped into your feminity. Please be able to take the wheel from me. Please be crazy and curious. Papa love your princess so that she will find loving princes familiar.
Monday, Jan. 24, 2005 - It was just another story written on the second page underneath the Tiger's football score. It said he was only eighteen, a boy about my age. They found him face down on the bedroom floor.
Sunday, Jan. 23, 2005 - you are the foolish led down folly's path, and the useless facing an angry God's wrath. you are the sinner searching for salvation, and the hedonist, ignorant of deprivation. you are heaven and hell, a though out card that says get well.
Saturday, Jan. 22, 2005 - A New Boy
Sunday, Jan. 16, 2005 - This place is a prison. And these people aren't your friends. Inhaling thrills through bills. And the tumblers are drained and then flooded again and again. They're guards at the on ramps armed to be teeth.
Saturday, Jan. 15, 2005 - Hold me close like we both died, my ever present suicide. My stupid fuck, my blushing pride. Oh tear my heart out. Tear my heart out.
Thursday, Jan. 13, 2005 - I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad. The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had.
Tuesday, Jan. 11, 2005 - Unproductive
Monday, Jan. 10, 2005 - But you see it's not me, it's not my family. In your head, in your head, they are fighting. With their tanks, and their bombs, and their bombs, and their guns. In your head, in your head they are crying. In your head, in your head, Zombie, Zombi
Sunday, Jan. 09, 2005 - The whole world is falling apart. Don't start believing the lie. Love will find you, right where you are. It'll be alright tonight. It'll be okay. If the world falls down on you. I'll be there to see you through.
Thursday, Jan. 06, 2005 - Cause I I live for your pain. I live for your pain. I'm dying. I'll burn in your flame. I live for your pain. I'm dying. I'm dying. Now you are rust inside my cage. You - the object of my rage. Blood I wash you clean again.
Wednesday, Jan. 05, 2005 - Now i'm standing at a terminal waiting to connect to another plane. If I told you I just cancelled my flight to America would you call me insane? Everything i am has been neatly contained into the contents of a Samsonite bag.
Tuesday, Jan. 04, 2005 - OVER
Sunday, Jan. 02, 2005 - Broken glass was falling in my brain. Cuttin' and screamin' and crying in my head. Broken glass was falling in my brain. It used to fall on my dreams and cut me in my bed. It used to fall on my dreams and cut me in my bed.
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