August 2011
July 2011
I'm fucking destined to be alone.
I might as well get used to it now.
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This is what I get for wanting more, wanting more.
This is the way its got to be Dancing on all these changes So I walk around with this rope in my hand So I’ll tie it around and around, and around I’ll tie me down I’ll fantasize of being manic And leaving us behind In your eyes you were the one that tried
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