i don't believe in angels well at least not in yours but i believe in the sensation of holding you close and i don't believe in exile at least not how you practise it but i'm willing to regret all the travels i made all the triumphs in my book 'cause i'm afraid that they took me away from you so don't be upset 'cause your bottleneck barbiturate ain't helping you out it wasn't meant to be a hole in the ground don't make me wait 'cause your bottleneck barbiturate is letting you down 'cause i know other ways of getting around the lonely hour i'm the one who used to tell you that something is for free and that being lonely doesn't have to be a drag what a gag now if i was to envy you you know it wouldn't be for real just a way to steal or can it be so that we made it on our own i don't know but these walls seem to tell me it ain't so

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Anonymous Tue 18 Sep 2007 16:41

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