February 2010
The evening winds are still I've lost the way and will Can't tell you where they went I just know what they meant I'm always on my guard Admitting life is hard Without you near me The friend you used
It echoes in my brain I didn't mean it pulses through my veins I didn't mean it I'm the one to blame I didn't mean it did too much cocaine I didn't mean it. Slackerbitch, faghag, whore looks real cut