6 March 2008
Songs we hold close learned us more about this life
Than those years sitting cornered in a class room
For every darkened time there is a tune
A soothing painkill safe to sink into
You might not al
They swore you'd steal my steam to feed your dream
And then be gone
I wish I could say that everyone was wrong.
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