November
9 December 2008
I've been waiting for you for hours babe, And you still ain't here, Waiting, waiting, hanging on the phone, It feels like a hundred years. You always keep me hanging on, Driving me crazy all the time
Seize the darkened day, there's only Hell to pay. And no left to see this prodigal return. Sweet apathy's black toll, you'll mourn the traded soul. I'll dig a deeper hole, sanctity a breath away. Just
Cold in panic Keep me away from this. In this damp air, there's ignorance in bliss Have you ever seen when the stars go out and it blackens the scenery. No way around it. I'm sorry I may not amount to
Now is the time for me to rise to my feet Wipe your spit from my face Wipe these tears from my eyes Now is the time for me to rise to my feet Wipe your spit from my face Wipe these tears from my eyes
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