Friday, October 13, 2006
same old tired muddle
aren't you sick of
treading in this puddle
any longer than this?
the bottle doesn't wash
away my inner fears
it just sweeps away
all my naked tears
dream of a girl
she's bright and sunny
makes my mind swirl
like the ol' pacific.
aren't you sick of
treading in this puddle
any longer than this?
the bottle doesn't wash
away my inner fears
it just sweeps away
all my naked tears
dream of a girl
she's bright and sunny
makes my mind swirl
like the ol' pacific.
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