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[08 Nov 2003|12:09am] |
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the used-it could be a good excuse |
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im horrible...i need blades...i need booze...i need pills...i need death
it could be a good excuse, not to give a fuck
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[02 Nov 2003|11:09pm] |
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new blurty..._choke_me
p.s. fuck all you bastards, you dont know shit
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[29 Oct 2003|08:01pm] |
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I'm wasting time thinking about a girl
And stealing her away from her world
She and I would run away
I think of all the things that I'd say
We'd talk about important things
And I picture it in my dreams
She'd teach me about modern art
And I'd show her it's okay to fart and
Maybe I'd impress her
By being in a band and
Maybe if I act real tough
She'd let me hold her hand and
Maybe I'll win her heart
By writing this song about her
Sometimes I sit at home and
Wonder if she's sitting at home
Thinking of me and wondering if I'm
Sitting at home, ttime
Remembering how she laughed at Kinko's
When I made fun of that guy
Remebering the look she gave me
When I told her that I used to fry
I really want to ask her out
But my ego could never take it
And even if I got the balls
You know that the Cougar would never make it
And in my town you can't drive naked
And maybe I'd impress her
By being in a band and
Maybe if I act real tough
She'd let me hold her hand and
Maybe I'll win her heart
By writing this song about her
Sometimes I sit at home and
Wonder if she's sitting at home
Thinking of me and wondering if I'm
Sitting at home, thinking about her
Or am I just wasting my time
Am I just wasting my time
Am I just wasting my time
Am I just wasting my time
Wasting my time thinking about a girl
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[26 Oct 2003|09:32pm] |
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[26 Oct 2003|08:35pm] |
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cheap trick-want you to want me |
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I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
I’d love you to love me.
I’m beggin’ you to beg me.
I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
I’d love you to love me.
I’ll shine up the old brown shoes, put on a brand-new shirt.
I’ll get home early from work if you say that you love me.
Didn’t i, didn’t i, didn’t I see you cryin’?
Oh, didn’t i, didn’t i, didn’t I see you cryin’?
Feelin’ all alone without a friend, you know you feel like dyin’.
Oh, didn’t i, didn’t i, didn’t I see you cryin’?
I want you to want me.
I need you to need me.
I’d love you to love me.
I’m beggin’ you to beg me.
I’ll shine up the old brown shoes, put on a brand-new shirt.
I’ll get home early from work if you say that you love me.
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