~Questioning Reality~ (thebrokenplate) wrote, @ 2005-03-31 01:32:00

Current mood:	discontent
Current music:	roommates laptop fan...

hey so i know that i posted earlier but i didnt really say anything... oh screw it i had crap to put here but i dont really feel like it so here are some song lyrics...


hahah




At Cavanaugh Park
We used to get high
Watching teams as they fought
They loved my friend Adam
But he always got caught
Man, that kid made fucking up look cool
Aren't we all so cool? No, No...

And there was never any place
For someone like me to be
Totally happy
I'm running out of clock and that
Ain't a shock
Some things never do change
Never do change....


and thats it for tonight kiddies

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