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Apr. 20th, 2005|01:46 pm |
There's this cloud over my head
it threatens to rain on my parade
if I ever have one
I wish it would just get it over with
but then I think that about a lot of things
Life, just get over with.
I never liked thinking about the afterlife
who knows what it entails
I do know that whatever it is
it seems like anything has to be more comfortable than this place
Maybe this is as close to belonging as you get
Pardon the distraction
I just don't understand why
the more I live
the less I'm alive |
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