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Kick Drum Heart
Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Wonderwall
Wow, you know I certainly felt like dying of some brain-melting syndrome throughout the fucking afternoon cooped up in the fucking room. SHITE I FUCKING NEED AIR. Life's a bitch. ;(
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Wonderwall
But it's the scissors to my fucking throat
With eyes closed, her heart breaks
Writing her ballad
Every where we turn, more hatred surrounds us
If this is our last night here
You are the moonlight of my life.
My beating heart only beats for you
I walked for miles.
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