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It Gets Crazy After 8:30 (Side 2) |
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Eyes wide open, mouth sewn shut. Spinning in circles, not knowing what, Where, who, why, or how... Feeling--as if there's no way to get out, of here...out of here. There's that fear: I'm trapped in here...
Waking myself, there's no need for alarm, Holding too tightly, bruising my arm. Tossing and turning, forever in charm, Never knowing, what's going on...in here, oh in here. In here...oh, in here.
Drifting, entrappment, robbing me blind. Holding me tightly, I can't seem to find... Holding too tighly, bruising my arm, Where there's excitiment, there's no need for alram... Holding me tightly, brusing my arm...in here, oh in here. In here, oh in here...
emo_butterfly928 · Tue Apr 29, 2008 @ 10:20pm · 1 Comments |
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