Saturday, January 2, 2010
lose this crowd; break me out
They'll carry on, Won't notice we're gone, So easily replaced
The walls are caving in without a warning
This ship is sinking, I gotta swim for it
I'm running out of air
So hung up on bad ass Skater Boy even though Mr. Innocent is staring me in the face. Time to move on like you did. I just wish I knew how.
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