Friday, July 18, 2008
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- She walks along the edge of where
- A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere
- "I'm real sorry your mom blew up, Ricky"
- Snug in the cushion of his cackling,
- I've no words to share with anyone
- And honestly, I've never really been honest with m...
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- I never wanted to say this, you never wanted to stay
- I borrow phrases from dusty faded record sleeves
- You're what keeps me believing the world's not gon...
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