| the_dying_prophecy_of_you | ||
| x | i feel so bad knowing that she's sad over you, and here you are driving me crazy. like i should hand you over to her and everyone would be happy. and maybe you'd hand me to him. but we'd be trapped. i'm trapped already with you. words make sense, please? convey that choking feeling at the back of my throat. it's that feeling... i lose but the game continues. i'm wise enough to know that if I keep my head on straight I can make this work for at least a year. but it's like i'm a porcelain doll... my head is weak from all that regluing. there are permanent hairline fractures. | 020904 |
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| sebadoh | it's not my job to undo | 020905 |
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| another sebadoh quoter |
as you walk away think of all the joy we shared if you decide you need me i'll be wondering if i care |
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