domingo, 23 de maio de 2010

"Life is getting harder day by day. And i don't know what to do, what to say. And my mind is growing weak every step i take. So uncontrolable now they think i'm fake. But i'm not alone. I get on the train on my own, my tired radio keeps playing tired songs. And i know that there's not long to go, when all I wanna do is just go home. People rip me for the clothes i wear. Everyday seems to be the same, they just swear. They just don't care!"

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