you're too old to lose it, too young to choose it
and the clocks waits so patiently on your song...
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and the clocks waits so patiently on your song...
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11:39pm and i'm still here...in this little box, in limbo, in fucken screechy whiny kid hell...but hey, there's a nice breeze blowing through the window mini blinds, Dracula in the VCR, and a cold corona standing patiently by my computer mouse...
the powers that be have one hell of a sense of humor. me? i'm getting buzzed.
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work is awesome. it is where my light is.