April
May 2008
Don't hate the player, hate the game.
i'm paralyzed.stuck in the middle,and i'm paralyzed.
tell me are you nervous?
today, chasing you around.
i had a match,she had a lighter.i had a flame, she had a fire.i was bright,but she was much brighteri was high,but she way the sky.
this is my face,covered with freckles,and the occasional spot or something.
hello.can you hear me?am i getting through to you?hello?
who is that girl i see,staring straight back at me.when will my reflection show who i am inside
hey ya hey ya hey ya
we compromise
i wanna' jam it with you
crying, screaking, laughing till we pee.that's life baby.fuck the rest, i roll with the best.
take your protein pills and put on your helmet
love has no blind
first i drink,then i smoke,detroit rock city.
grass is always greener on the other side
i'm just chasing time again,i thought i would die a lonely woman,but now i am just high on life.
i met her in a club donw in yotohowhere you drink champain and it tastes just like cola.cherry-cola.
so soft a whsiper can getwhen your walking throuhg a crowdi hear every word that you sayï remember that everydayi get a little bit closer to you
you'll be in my heart
i know we're differentbut deep inside us, we aren't that different at all.
perk up sweetheart
right he's proably slow dancingwith a bleach blonde tramp,and she's proably getting frisky.
you're on my number on listlist of things to doto do on skyway avenue.
you donät have to sleep,because i can feel your heart beat like buttflies.
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