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Friday, July 25th, 2008
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11:57p
When she wakes up in the morning
She writes down all her dreams
Reads like the Book of Revelations
So tell me where does all the money go
Straight, straight up her nose and I never really liked it any way
So much preferred it the other way
Talking like a moron, walking like a spiv
I was laying in bed, paying my rent
He was knocking on the door for something that she lent her brother
Meanwhile from under the covers she says
Save me from tommorow now, save me from tommorow
Oh no, not me
What a waster, what a fucking waster
You pissed it all up the wall
Round the corner where they chased her
There's tears coming out from everywhere
Get back inside you've got nothing on
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