4 April 2008
My body's tired, my soul's excited and I wish that I was gifted, My body's tired, my soul's excited and I wish I had some spunk, She said "I wanna run, I wanna hide, and leave this place just like it
Today I don't feel pretty And I'm tired of trying to fit right in Don't think that you're so great'Cause being great must suck We don't always see the bright side We all need ego suicide You hung my
Like a target drawn across my chest Shes a bullet in Russian Roulette You said youd never turn your back on me (Rescue me, rescue me) Would you stand by me and bury me? (Bury me) Why don't we end thi
HOW IT GOES<3Everybody is tired and poor and sick of trying If you see me on the corner Will you stop or will you splash me Take a look at what we've become Nothing more than silhouettes of A prett
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