I said, "this won’t mean a thing come tomorrow",
and that’s exactly how I’ll make it seem
'Cause I'm still not sleeping,
thinking I’ve crawled home from worse than this
great romances of the 20th century by taking back sunday.
amazing how things were all right for a brief period of time on friday.
stupid how they all started going horribly wrong.
I bet it'll sneak up on me.
November 21, 2007
- November 21, 2007
- RosesAtSunset
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