RelativeI finally get my license back,
I'm sick of spending my time in the house.
Shawn would be proud.
Short and sweet.
OneRepublicI'm dwelling on the past The present is too surreal.OneRepublic
He took my hand and held me close. Welcoming Los Angeles, dry air. Breath deep and give in. My fairytale prince.
Crowded airports and uptight security Frown at us. Mixed skin, laced fingers. My fairytale price is now.
I'm craving another cigarette. and another day. Never a broken promise between us. My fairytale prince is now 6 feet.
Bumpy flight, crying kids, Pissy stewardess and balding men. Florida sunshine is a lie. My fairytale prince is now 6 feet under. &n
Home, Sweet.The UsedThere's not much left I mean theres alot left but not much.The Used
Halloween was unique the moonlight shown bright werewolf masks and vampire teeth.
Best friend was Peter Pan. I went as me. Never been fond of Halloween.
Zuit Suit Pimp. Slowly but surely the party died.
Wanna drive me home? No. Wanna do something? No. Ready to stop lying to yourself? Yes.
It was a fun run. I told you I wouldn't shed a tear. But damn if that vodka
didn't roll down smooth.
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Drivinthattrain.
highoncocaine.
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LUM.IX.
lu1009
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