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Tuesday, January 23, 2007

I never knew that everything was falling through
That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue
To turn and run when all I needed was the truth
But that's how it's got to be


i'm feeling so sick and tired.
Really, i'd do anything, anything just to get out of here
the overwhelming crave for a total change of environment is killing me
given a choice, i'd throw everything down and run away
to sunny aussie, to colourful japan, to beautiful LA
fuck it.




It's coming down to nothing more than apathy
I'd rather run the other way than stay and see
The smoke and who's still standing when it clears